Saturday, August 04, 2001

woke up to the sounds of LOUD SALSA. apparently, there's a street fair on my block today. Just came from down there, it's failry lame...... each building is blasting their own favorite tunes, a few people have BBQ's going, and kids are running around in sprinkers, half naked, while cops hang out on the corner.

my pal MARK just called for us to go to breakfast. Last time I mentioned him here, he objected to me calling him "a fag" (yeah, i know, "But ya are, Blanche!") So, off to Kate's.