It started with a pleasant warm feeling that comes from a sun beam breaking through the summer skies, color and density of a Siberian yak, and hitting you straight between the shoulder blades. Niiiiice!… Warm grew into tingly and euphoric, familiar to anyone who had to live through this summer. When clouds came back, it felt so unexpected and sharp, that I expressed my feelings out loud. “Oh, how much I feel a “deep, enduring, intense emotion expressing animosity, anger, and hostility towards” those clouds!” – I exclaimed. “Them are fighting words! You ougtha be careful what you say” – piped in Super-Ego. “Calm down, really – just a word!..” – Ego was quick to reply, but a sad whimper from Id made him think. Something didn’t feel right to Id and anxiety spread to Ego like a wildfire in Russia. Words are many and different, words make up books and sometimes websites, people read books and sometimes websites, people trust words, not so sure about websites. People who burn other people’s books, burn their trust and generate “a type of pain that is due to an external cause” that often results in “a desire for the annihilation of an object that is incurable by time”. Not a very good use of words, and who needs that?
What we need is more of them cute kittens videos, taco trucks, and – you got it! – Puff’n’sip!
Today’s, September 8, 2010 Puff’n’sip will take a stroll @
5:07 PM towards Burritt Room, 417 Stockton (@ Sutter in Crescent Hotel)
and wind down @
7:21 PM to Cigar Bar & Grill, 850 Montgomery (@ Jackson)