Hey, check it out. I made one of those friendtest things. I would advise using a bogus email address, cuz these things generate spam like nobody’s business.

I have a few photos to post. I went out to Monica’s party on Friday night, but didn’t get to hang out for very long, because I was extremely tired, and all of the people I knew showed up a couple of hours late. On the way back to SF, I ended up doing a last minute 5-lane change to get onto the 92 West from the 280 North, so I could drive up the coast at 1:00am. The sky was perfectly clear, and with the help of my seat warmers, I managed to stay warm with the moon-roof open. The sound of crashing waves soothes me, and that drive is one of my first urges when I’m feeling down.

Here’s a picture I took while in Hawaii last November. It has the smoothness of an abstract painting, and I really like it for some reason. These guys were everywhere, shooting out of the water to evade predators (and our huge boat) and gliding for impossibly long distances.

Flying Fish, in Hawaii, Nov 2001

Adam Tow, at his house	Elliot and Monica Sather
Sarah, after downing a Pakistani vegan jello shot	11111 miles, on the way up the coast!
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