the Shev thinks I am about to write rude and raw things about bezerkely. i can't even spell the shit right.
last night included a hippie band called the wild buds; an outdoor party in 50 degree summer weather; poetry readings including a man who overdramatically told us about how he, well... i don't know what he was saying but i think he was talking about how the throbbing waves are trying to fuck the sky.
i think i am countering bezerkely with crass lingo. anyway. so, oakland also has a lot of sketchy blocks. more to come....