before shit hits the fan, i thought i'd leave a small update on my whereabouts.
last Thursday, i was given a new playground project in Panama City, FL... and discovered that i would have to fly there that night for a playground design day meeting that very next afternoon (Friday)... FYI, it isn't typical nor ideal that work gave me such short notice, but sometimes it happens... while i wasn't at all prepared mentally to have to travel so last minute, i submitted to my calling and went. in the end, i was really glad i did... after a red-eye flight to the east coast, i checked into my beach-front hotel early, rested some, and took a long walk along the beach. it was really refreshing to feel the sun, the ocean's breeze, and the soft white sands beneath my feet... then, i went to the Boys and Girls Club to lead what would be a very successful meeting.
after coming back to SF on saturday, i took a serious nap and then geared up to go to a masquerade ball (and fundraising event) at the Marin Headlands Center for the Arts. since my brother and his fiance have been artists in residence there, i had the privilege of being able to go to this annual event! unfortunately, since i waited too long to get my ticket for it, i ended up sneaking through the backdoor with another artist (so as not to jeopardize my brother's relationship with the Center)... in short, it was a great party--good people, awesomely creative costumes, art installations and lighting, fun music (a salsa band and a house dj), delicious food, and all in a beautiful setting... i crashed there that night, woke up an hour too early the next morning, and joined about 20 other residents for a very tasty brunch.
that afternoon, i crossed back into the city, got ready for another evening of halloween festivities, and went out to meet some friends in the Castro. we party-hopped a bit and then breezed through the street's madness--giving us just enough time to see a bit of the holiday hype there. truthfully, i would have liked to stayed a bit longer to people-watch, but instead, i kept up with the people that brought me there... i was home by 1.
tomorrow is another day, but i have a very bad feeling about it...
ironically, it is also the Day of the Dead. i plan to take to the streets and join the "dia de los muertos" procession through the mission district tomorrow night. as we celebrate those that have gone before us, i pray that we not continue to dig the grave of our own nation.
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