And in moving on, I promise to spend less time indoors Googling useless topics to share with an assumed readership and more time outdoors, climbing Mt. Tam, hiking the beach trails in Pt. Reyes, or taking motorcycle lessons in my new neighborhood. And when I do make an entry to update you on our lives in the new world, I promise to only post images w/ spare descriptions from now on - no more ineffectual commentary on socks or paper or world events; no more mildly entertaining dribble about food or people I'll never know or my commute. Apparently, there are more pressing topics out there in the physical world (like trees - my new street has really big trees)! Also, it appears there are tons of worthy pre-existing text some of us have never read (like Hemingway, Proust or Acker... Mr. Dickens alone wrote more than 15 major novels - I've only read 3)! Not to sound like a fruity Californian already, but why add more unnecessary clutter?
And so, following a well-worn path taken by the likes of DiMaggio, Kerouac, Bennett and the Wiccan sisters of Charmed, I shed the Bummer name and bid you bloggers farewell (at least until he is reincarnated in a West coast version: Pacific Dan or Dawn Blossom or Danny Golden).
The loveliness of Paris
Seems somehow sadly gay
The glory that was Rome
Is of another day
I've been terribly alone
And forgotten in Manhattan
I'm going home to my city by the bay.
I left my heart in San Francisco
High on a hill, it calls to me.
To be where little cable cars
Climb halfway to the stars!
The morning fog may chill the air
I don't care!
My love waits there in San Francisco
Above the blue and windy sea
When I come home to you, San Francisco,
Your golden sun will shine for me!
...
PS: I'll be here if you need me.
3 comments:
Dan, we hardly knew ya.
"...Pacific Dan or Dawn Blossom or Danny Golden." Is this a poll?! I vote for Danny Golden!
p.s. Dude, this is the California coast. Mt Tam is covered in ice from mid-October through June. You'd be nuts to risk it. But let me know if you need a climbing partner.
Well, I was thinking we'd tackle the chopper lessons now, then the mountain next summer. Cupcake and donut sampling in between, of course!
PS: You natives... so afraid of a little ice and snow.
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