Tuesday

06.30.09

dear wicked: your set was wicked awesome!

Monday

06.29.09

dear birds: can you read this sign?

Sunday

06.28.09

dear family builders: once again, we made a fab lgbt adoption float for sf pride!

Saturday

06.27.09

dear mcdonald’s: as an ardent hater of eggs, i find this giant greasy egg sandwich billboard you put up in my neighborhood offensive. it gives me the heebie-jeebies every time i walk beneath it. i look up expecting to see the sun, but instead am confronted by my gag reflex in reaction to the image of a chicken placenta molded into a disc. it reminds me of the grossness that i have to endure when people eat these stinky things in my presence, especially after a night of drinking. seriously, why would anyone eat this?!?!

Friday

06.26.09

dear plastic bead necklaces: we have 10,000 of you to hand out in the gay pride parade, nearly all of which will eventually end up in the ocean.

Thursday

06.25.09

dear mixt greens: thank you for pointing out to me via the sentence on the table, that your furniture is made from recycled materials. too bad your salad was so huge that 2/3rds of it went in the trash!

Wednesday

06.24.09

dear dave, part ii: i snuck this snapshot of your face study. it made me miss drawing.

Tuesday

06.23.09

dear anal retentive landlord: a few years ago, i decided you were redonk when you addended our lease–with a clipboard–requiring us to use it when signing credit card receipts for food delivery (so as not to scratch the woodwork in the hall.) but your latest stunt takes the cake. i assumed the white powder you sprinkled on the sidewalk around the exterior of our building was indicative of the seasonal ant invasion–but no, you said–it’s ajax. to “prevent animals from sniffing the building and urinating on it.”

Monday

06.22.09

dear sheese: at first i assumed you were sheep’s milk cheese, but then i saw the whole dairy-free label. what does the “s” stand for? soy?

Sunday

06.21.09

dear true blood: you have glamoured me into your lore – i live/die for sunday nights when new episodes are on.

Saturday

06.20.09

dear sonoma county: maybe i should quit my day job and become a winemaker.

Friday

06.19.09

dear roscoe the jack russel: you were zipping around the room so fast, the only part of you i could capture was your mood indicator.

Thursday

06.18.09

dear… ¿protesters?: ok, you got my attention by playing dead on the sidewalk and having men with machine guns standing over you, but i still don’t know what you were protesting. you need to work on clarity of message.

Wednesday

06.17.09

dear peet’s: thank you for always remembering what my drink is!

Tuesday

06.16.09

dear mission live/work corner unit loft: should i buy you? the solar-powered taco truck parked out front is a selling point, purely for its kitsch factor!

Monday

06.15.09

dear dog, cat and rat guy: while everyone else stares, marvels, oohs and ahhs at the circus tricks of your three pets who live one on top of the other, i can’t help but notice how lonely you are.

Sunday

06.14.09

dear grunge effects: maybe it’s just that you never went away, but your hand-drawn text, ironic/noncommittal imagery and forcefully destructed texture treatments have reemerged into mainstream graphics. in the 90’s, (when i was in high school) such techniques appealed to me so much that i decided to become a graphic designer. so now that we have come full-circle, does that make me old? how many iterations of “grunge” will my skills be called forth to cater to in my lifetime?

Saturday

06.13.09

dear san francisco school of massage: shouldn’t you have a model of human muscles, not bones?

Friday

06.12.09

dear san francisco: everyone but the fog seems to be getting the memo that summer is here.

Thursday

06.11.09

dear discarded balloon bunch: after seeing the movie up, i can’t help but feel like someone just threw away their hopes and dreams.

Wednesday

06.10.09

dear house i want to live in on nob hill: i wonder what a 2br unit costs in this building?

Tuesday

06.09.09

dear acrophobia: there’s a job that i can say with certainty, i will never have.

Monday

06.08.09

dear daily grind: returning to work from vacation was alleviated by the use of my new russian doll bag, designed by applecart. that, and the fact that my missing copy of pride and prejudice was awaiting me in a package on my desk.

Sunday

06.07.09

dear dave: thanks for helping me define relaxation this weekend! i especially love your handless (and headsetless) cell phone technique.

Saturday

06.06.09

dear renegade craft fair: my favorite find was these customized wooden wedding-cake toppers! no reason to buy them though…

Friday

06.05.09

dear dana: our high tea brunch was fit for a queen. the ditsy floral teapot cozies were an added perk.

Thursday

06.04.09

dear brooklyn pizza: you can’t get anything this good on the west coast.

Wednesday

06.03.09

dear suitcase: i have less stuff going out than i had going in, and yet you won’t close. why is that?

Tuesday

06.02.09

dear lily: thanks for keeping me company.

Monday

06.01.09

dear birthday 28: after a wedding cake on saturday and another at my grandpa’s 82nd (although with his alzheimer’s, he claimed 46th) yesterday, i was over it. this was just as yummy.