SF/Bay Area commute = just as crappy as LA traffic.

This dog looks just as thrilled as I am to be riding muni.

Piano Man below our office window. He waves @ the end of each set. No 1 is applauding. I'm tempted 2 request some Billy Joel.

Waiting 4 muni. Lady next 2 me, no sense of personal space. Feels like I have a conjoined twin.

Home sweet home! Let's go Oakland!

Excavated childhood closet. Found my kicks circa 1997. Maroon, patent leather, snakeskin Airwalks. FRESH.

At post office: Shaved head, except 4 large patch of hair on the back. Takes my breath away.

Cheerio in our church pew. I'd attend service more often if they started handing out Honey Nut.

I thought being stuck behind a cable car was bad. But segways? Ridiculous.

Joked w/sis how I used 2 love BK crowns & out of the blue, Dad emails this photo of me. The universe has a funny sense of humor.

Spotted: intense gnawing on Chestnut Street.

I'm walking behind a dog who has nicer shoes on than I do.

Never know what you're going 2 see on the streets of SF. One day I saw a stagecoach on my walk 2 work. Giddy up.

Other day, had my car smogged & this lady was hula-hooping in the alley. Bizarre, yet oddly entertaining.

Loud talker on muni. She's planning her wedding. No one wants to hear your struggle over crushed or cubed ice.

Apparently, "Jesus" rides muni too.

Afternoon jaunt. I heart you San Francisco. Gorgeous!