La dolce vita in San Francisco, ‘puter on back. 76-speaker sound experience at the Audium, all egg-like and dark. Chris says it’s so passe, but I dug the immersion. Coit Tower, Columbus plus labour-inspired murals– strange combo of ideologies. Fishy Farralon, big dollars. Karaoke screams the spirits out. Cafe hopping, revising diss, reading Mark Leyner aloud and David C’s soon-to-be-published Soucouyant quietly. Red Victorian themes rooms, butterflies for peace, peacocks for vanity. Ashok and David B pop up periodically, in restaurants, beside Jack Kerouac, or at mic. Winter blues washing downstream.