Must Eat More $3 Lumpia To Support Lowell High School Tennis Team’s Trip to San Diego.

14 03 2010

Must eat more $3 lumpia to support Lowell High School Tennis Team's trip to SD

Hippy Hill, SF.

Best of Golden Gate Park. 2009. FREE.

31 12 2009

I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, I love Golden Gate Park

GGP is larger than Central Park, Narnia, and Middle-Earth combined. That’s a fact, you can look it up on wikipedia. I’ve spent over a decade exploring GGP and there are still parts of the park that are new to me and fun to get lost in.

So this is my homage to the year 2009 in the greatest, free, multi-billion dollar, urban backyard that mankind has ever created.

That and I somehow managed to make it through another year without getting bit by some homeless kids dog. Yeah!

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I was in search of a good time. Just running my game. Love was the furthest, furthest from my mind. Now we’re sharing the same dream and our hearts they beat as one. No more love on the run.

9 11 2009

Rad chanting at Hippy Hill in Golden Gate Park on a sunny day.

Check out the football game in the upper right corner during the last few moments.

That’s what’s really weird about this part of the park. It’s a magnet, kind of like the chaos magnets in LOST, that attracts all of these stark contradictions/ opposites hanging out right next to each other.

Alpha-male team-sports guys next junkie homeless guys.

20 year old college kids next to 60-year-old guys that have been talking about nothing but Woodstock for the past 20 years.

Violent unleashed dogs and small children.

And then once in a while you’ll see something truly unique and amazing, like a Jedi Knight practicing his skills in the park.

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Right around the corner you also have several different little league (I’m talking grades 1-6 little league) soccer games going on a stones throw from a permanent homeless crusty-punk encampment where people are openly selling drugs and getting wasted in broad daylight. It’s like at any moment you expect to turn a corner and ride your bike straight into the beginning of a CSI or SVU episode.

Hippy Hill on 420. FREE

21 04 2009

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It was a gorgeous low-90s heat-wave day yesterday and the entire teenage wasteland nation was scrambling for shade, like Burning Man at high noon.

There was this great dog that was sitting down next to me. Every now and then it would lift its head, close its eyes, and just sniff out whatever smoke trail was drifting within its vicinity. I was watching him do that for a few minutes before going over and talking to the dog’s owner.

“I just wanted to say you’ve got a great dog. I don’t know if you noticed, but she’s doing this cute thing where she closes her eyes, lifts her head up, and is able to sniff any smoke trail that comes next to her.”

And the dog’s owner said “Oh, that’s because she’s blind.”

And I felt like the biggest dick in the park.

But her owner was super nice and explained that she came down with glycomia when she was two and now five years later she’s still doing fine. She’s been able to survive in the city just relying on her other senses. That’s amazing. There’s such an onslaught of audio overload in the city, even on blocks where there isn’t any construction. And then you can go from that to secluded park life where it’s quiet and peaceful, then turn the corner and you’re on 19th Ave, which is basically a freeway with stoplights and bus stops. Being able to survive without your sight in this city is amazing.

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Nice meeting you, Daredevil Dog.

You are by far the most unique soul that I met on 420.

Walk The Earth Like Kane in Kung Fu

17 04 2009

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There’s been lots of amazing gymnastics in the park lately. I’m not sure if you would call this yoga or Jedi training, I think I might just stick with Kung Fu for now. Wherever there’s a drum circle on a sunny day you can find these guys practicing.

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And lately the drum circle by The Conservatory Flowers has been going OFF. I was there on a Thursday at 3PM and they had a solid group sound that included someone on guitar and someone else on a didgeridoo and all the different sounds complimented each together.

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Homeless Crusty Punk Pirates Have Seized Control Of The Janis Joplin Tree.

16 04 2009

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ZZ Top Got A Posse.

15 04 2009

This is probably one of the stranger things that I’ve seen on Hippy Hill…

Or at least it was strange in greater numbers than I’ve seen before.

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I want to say that’s an Amish sect, but I could be wrong, doing a field trip to Hippy Hill on a Sunday. Notice the guy in the green with the tupperware of glass pipes for sale. He’s one of those guys who sells his goods in the park by yelling out at people from a dozen feet away. As they ride their bike. Down a hill. No thanks guy, I don’t want to get high right now. I’m just trying to ride my bike through the park without hitting anyone.

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A representative from the Hippy Hill is dispatched to open diplomatic relations and ask if they have a lighter.

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On the way out the sect stops by the Janis Joplin Tree to negotiate for the barter of some nuggets.

I know it’s easy prey to make fun of someone because they dress differently, but I’m not even going to go there. Strictly from a fashion standpoint, I approve of any kind of organized religion that encourages their spiritual leaders to get crazy with their facial hair. I’m just jealous because I can’t do that. I can slum it and go 2 weeks without shaving and it just looks like I have scattered breadcrumbs on my chin. I would kill to be able to grow out a ZZ Top caliber beard.

And fashion wise, the boys dress a lot like most of the straight edge or even 2-tone ska kids that I went to high school with. I’m a creature of habit and I like the idea of having a simple uniform to wear everyday. I can get behind that.

Hippy Hill on a Sunday. FREE

27 03 2009

The best things in Life aren’t things.

Hippy Hill on a Saturday.

8 03 2009

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I love Golden Gate Park.

Everyone in San Francisco has this amazing multi-million dollar backyard that we all get to share. And I never have to worry about mowing the lawn. All the stress, price gouging, and road rage that comes with living in the city evaporates away on a sunny day in the park. That’s the pay-off. That’s one of the things that makes it all worth while. There’s nothing in the world that I would trade my sunny weekend days in the park for.

Hippy Hill is a melting pot. Just like crack being cooked in a microwave. You have college kids, high school kids, homeless kids, homeless dogs, crusty punks, screaming crazy people, drug dealers, drug buyers, tourists, cops on motorcycles, cops in patrol cars, kids, soccer moms, frisbee heads, jugglers, and this amazing eclectic assortment of drummers and horns that jam out on the weekend. There are some people that I’ve been seeing in this drum circle for over a decade now. This is our backyard.

Lately I’ve been coming here and thinking a lot about patience. These cats in the drum circle have a lot of patience. I’m talking Dali Lama levels of patience. People get in their face and plant themselves in their personal space to take pictures of them while they do their thing. It doesn’t faze them. I remember for a while there this one guy was showing up with an electric guitar and amp and rocking out, it just killed the mood. Everyone else is doing this organic music and this guy was showing up with an electric guitar and blasting them over. His skills sucked too, which made it that much more obnoxious. It didn’t faze them. The drum circle just went on. These guys have a lot of patience. I really respect that and find myself drawn here lately to just sit and think about that.