Jonathan Field - Maker of Random Stuff

I’m having a great time in San Francisco. Man I like it here. And seeing lots of people! Sophie and I had lunch with Eric at Tu Lan the other day, and I think I’ll be meeting up with him, Mehryar, and Tim tomorrow down in Sunnyvale. Dan happened to be in town so we hit Henry’s Hunan, with Thomas and Heather. The two of them joined us for another night of Bhangra dancing at Rickshaw Stop, along with Kariminder.

Rickshaw Stop actually does have air conditioning, I learned last night. First, because at some point condensation started dripping on us from the ceiling — little chilled bits of distilled sweat. Second, because we actually found a vent up on the stage and I got a few seconds of cool air as we danced by. Now: the fact that it’s still 90 degrees in there even with the air conditioning makes it all the more impressive to me, from a clubbing perspective.

I met a special guy today: Jean-Francois. He’s special because he also broke his arm while arm wrestling a few years ago. He never had met anyone before who had done such a thing either. We compared notes. He’s going back to France tomorrow, but we’ll always share a special bond.

I just realized I’ve been living out of a backpack for five and a half months. And everything is okay.

Without planning to do so or thinking about it much, I just concluded a 32 hour fast. It started after I finished about a half pint of Ben & Jerry’s at about 3AM the night before last. This Ben & Jerry’s followed most of a bucket of KFC that went down a few hours earlier. It’s possibly the most awful thing I’ve put in my body in a year. It was yummy. But then yesterday I wasn’t very hungry so I didn’t eat. The day passed uneventfully and unmealfully. I had a glass of water before bed.

This morning I still wasn’t very hungry until about 15 minutes ago. So I broke my fast with a lovely chicken tomesto sandwich at Panera. Damn I like that.

In a followup to a post of mine from a year ago about an unfortunate crime in Iraq: I just came across an article on the sentencing of those soldiers.

Yet somehow the world is not a better place.

I feel it is worth noting that reheated Lucille’s beef ribs and a cheap beer makes for a superb lunch.

Do not forget the dental floss for dessert.