Saturday, October 07, 2006

Ripping up Ritual



What a lousy place to get a cup of joe.

I know every one in SF has this obsession with waiting in line for everything, but do not wait for coffee at this awful elitist hipster slum. Usually the wait is warrented here ala the Tartine bakery and their five pound Almond croissants. But, the same can not be said for Ritual Coffee. The coffee is only slightly better than the cups a crap everyone here drinks and calls coffee. The feeling the shop gives off as soon as you cross into it's wimpy arty atmostphere is one of narcissim. If I wanted to feel the cold shoulder of Seattle hospitallity I'd go there not to some fake cali copy.
Another thing.Their sign, pictured above, is a red flag with FAKE arabic writing which suggests a revolutionary atmosphere. But the place could not be more conformist. For example all the stick thin bike messengers wearing the same stupid shit but in different colors who hang out front. Plus Ritual Coffee is part of the steady insidious gentrification pushing it's way into the Mission district.
The only ritual I'd suggest with this place is spiting on thier squeeky clean windows when you pass by.

Friday, October 06, 2006

Validity


Stamp me and make me right
check my issue date and origin
to see if I can pass
across the boarder
to correctness

Check my wallet too
the weight inside it's fold
eye my skin and features
touch me if you're bold

Can you feel inside my ideas
just by a surface glance
or will you tear me open
for the right to pass

Heroes



Walking back from Safeway with way too many groceries, the tips of my fingers begin to turn white.
White plastic bags choking the blood from them. Don't have change to take the bus home but, have luck in abundance
as an older man living on the streeet approaches me with his still good bus transfer. He says "here you go, god is great and you're beautiful" Emitt from Louisianna hooked me up the instant I needed it and that is a hero.
The rest of the day I treated those around me better for the small perfectly timed kindnesss I recieved.

Monday, October 02, 2006

Homemade Monkey



When you have no friends make your self some.