Was that Zorro???

Streets of San Francisco, BEWARE.

Zorro is on the loose. The hatted-bandit escaped out of the painting in my living room in the form of a woman's body, along with a side-kick guitarrista. They were last spotted at an Ethiopian bar on Divisidero. There are even rumors that Zorro took shots of whiskey at a house party after that. The masked-woman disappeared into the sunrise, never to be found. We did find the guitarrista, boarding a plane for Nepal. Now, he is probably playing guitar on the top of Mount Everist. The painting is now lifeless and has been put up for sale on Craigslist.

Is God Black or White?

Monday, January 17th marked Martin Luther King Day. We went up to Twin Peaks for a spectacular view of the city. The day was crisp and clear, yet a thick layer of fog swallowed up the ocean and moved towards the city. On top of the peak, it seemed as if we were above the world in some sort of cloud heaven. The sun setting into the white fog made for an unusual holy glare - and I was a bit worried our souls would get sucked over the edge of reality into the depths of fog hell once the sun went down. But then I realized, it must have been good old MLK reiterating his fight for the unity and equal rights of light and dark... This mystical illusion made me ponder the thought as to whether God is Black, White, or maybe even Rainbow (that would mean gay, duh)! Yes, come to think of it, God could be a Black, Gay Woman. Wouldn't that be awesome?