i took a shower and as i was biking to his house for lunch... thankfully compleatly down hill..... i saw a cop mug the hell out of me as he drove by. then he sped off down san pablo... and then 2 cop cars pulled up onfront of me. a guy on a bike was trying to pedal with all his might. between the cars when a third cut infront of him and fucking hit him..... sideswiped him.... it was fucking crazy... i was totally in shock. they pulled him off the bike. slammed him against the car and then the light turned and i went on my merry way.... i biked around with keyon... who i love to death... we are going to learn yiddish and play majong spitting after evil names and chatting it up with the grannies.... and then he went to work. i high tailed it out of there and then renter romance> french movie and the young americans > which has a beautiful bjork song on it... sexycadude disagrees but i love bjork!

so i went to see "El Crimen del Padre Amaro" and while gael garcis bernal is so fucking hot i want to shoot myself he couldnt even carry the movie... i 'm sure the book is better but the character development sucked and they advertised it as an erotic sensual story and there was a lot of slow shit... it seemed to be trying to make a statement like y tu mamma tambien did but it really fell short.

when we came out of the theater it was all warm and windy. insane for bikeriding i felt like i was carrying an elephant on my back. but beautiful for american beauty momments with my scarf.

my friend laura makes the best potatos ever.

then i went to marens and we watched the end of one of her movies and then the extras on charlies angels fun!

on the bike ride home i passes a dude who acording to maren need help to get into his apartment. he is in a wheel chair and is just really weird and unplesant i biked away from him looking for a cop that i could get to help him.... i found one ordering food... i asked him if he could help him or radio someone and he said " i'll do something if we get a call." what the fuck is that? asshole cops! arent they there to fucking help people? i mean maybe he has had experiance with the wheelchair dude before or maybe he is having a bad day. but god help me i hope that if he ever gets into a wheelchair people will treat him the same way... that he will be alone and poor, cold just trying to get home and noone will help him.... it made me so angry i flipped off the next cop i passes... muttering to myself as i biked home.

when i got to my corner i saw a dude lurking behind my building. it was rex the homeless dude who used to kick it infront of the shattuck. he has 2 rats and a cat and their names are "tom" ,"and" "jerry" i like that. he is really friendly and nice and said he was hungry so i invited him in for turkey soup. i think i made him nervouse because he said he needed to get back to his squat and i gave him some tupperwear... it made me feel better about everything.. i can help out in my own way... but someone needs to remind that fucking cop that he is in a public service job. fucking asshole! see i guess i'm still mad....