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Time is escaping me. I am getting quiet comfortable like this. The H on my keyboard is sticky. I made a calendar for September and October so I can understand days as units of time in months. Hopefully I will draw a line through one of the weeks and write "Mexico with Faye" above it. I saw the most beautiful man in Tartine today. I think he was with his gay husband and son. Later they pushed the baby carriage to Dolores and listened to the band play. He walked up to congratulate the performers when they finished and bought there CD. My God. Should I contact Clynton and inquire about how one becomes an assistant curator? hmmmm.... also...i live in Craigslist.