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30 May 2005 Entry: "The Giants were losing"

I've just returned from my first baseball game and my mouth is saturated in garlic from the garlic fries I've consumed(a least half a bucket full). The San Francisco Giants were losing to the San Diego team. We left before the final outcome, bleached and tired from three hours of sitting looking at the Bay, the yachts, the turquoise water and occasionally the game.
It's still blue outside at 6.45pm and thank god there's PG tips to drink. You can buy most things in America now, except decent wholemeal bread and cheese pasties. There's an Eritrean restaurant on every other street corner but as yet no sign of Greggs. The world will one day be a perfect place but until that time, I'll have to make do with tacos.

Queer Lit . There's a lot of it here. Armistead Maupin. The Castro, Different Light Bookstore and myriads of readings, open mics and performances. Let alone all the counter culture stuff that exists.
I've had to be discriminating, otherwise I'd end up going to a least one event a day that was experimental, low budget and very possibly bad.
On Thursday night I went to a reading with Lisa Moore (Degrees of Nakedness) and Karen X. Tulchinsky ( The Five Books of Moses Lapinksky) It was gratifying to experience the intimate nature of a bookshop reading. Of the four people in the audience when I arrived, I'd already met one of them. Then I was introduced to Elena Dykewoman - a writer whose name I remember from the late 80s. The atmosphere was friendly and welcoming, the writers interesting. I got away early to eat a quick Taco before getting the BART train over to Oakland before it got too dark.