I'll go with thee to the lane's end... I am a kind of burr, I shall stick. Shakespeare, Measure for Measure

I write not to teach but to learn. Rebecca West

drew's writing:

  • "Always Forever Now," Ideomancer volume 13, issue 2
  • "Black Sun," Black Static # 32
  • "Bread or Cake" and "Pride/Shame,"2nd Annual Philadelphia One-Minute Play Festival
  • "Copper Heart," Polluto Magazine issue 5, A Steampunk Orange
  • "The Accomplished Birder's Guide to Overcoming Rejection," Last Drink Bird Head, edited by Ann and Jeff VanderMeer
  • "Another Night With the Henriksens," Player's Theater Halloween One-Act Festival NYC 2008
  • "Hating the Lovers," and "Pipe Down!" Geez Magazine: Thirty Sermons You Would Never Hear in Church
  • "Beth/slash/Nathan," Paper Fruit Blogiversary Contest

Thursday, April 08, 2010

yoda contemplative garden

The Presidio isn't just a limp movie from the '90s starring Sean Connery. Situated on a wedge of land that juts into the San Francisco Bay, it was originally a garrison of the Spanish empire, before passing to Mexico, and then to the USA, and, in the idealized future envisioned by Gene Roddenberry, to Starfleet Academy. It ceased operations as a US military base in 1994. We walked around the Presidio, looking for the remnants of the 1915 Panama-Pacific International Exposition buildings, and George Lucas's headquarters.

We couldn't get to the former, but found the latter, and admired the statues of the inventors of television and the zoetrope, and of Yoda, seen above. No, I didn't photoshop that. Yoda really does preside over a tranquil oasis of contemplation in San Francisco, and thanks to the largesse of George Lucas, you can visit him there.

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