Ames, Danielle from Todomundo, Tracy, and I cycle over to 826 Valencia/McSweeney's to visit Dave Eggers, pick up pirate supplies, have a Mission-district burrito, and just ride in the wonderful weather.
The taqueria Can-Cun where we end up has incredible tacos and burritos. Your choice of meat — carne asada, pork and chicken, naturally, but also head, tongue and brains.
McSweeney's has just released a book and CD, The Future Dictionary/Future Soundtrack for America, to raise money for "progressive causes." I contributed an unreleased song that tells the story of a man who leads a revolution and turns into a tyrant — sort of a more fable-like "Won't Get Fooled Again" idea, I guess. The book/CD is entirely pre-ordered. The 1st run completely sold out and MoveOn is selling just the CD as well. So there is an expectation that a fair amount of money from folks like us will be raised.
On the way back we bike along the piers and check out the sea lions. Pier 39 has some rafts at the end on which maybe 50 or so sea lions lounge, basking in the sun and occasionally barking. They are like giant fuzzy slugs, and they smell too. The alpha males (I guess) feel obliged to rear up periodically and assert their fiefdom with a "roar." Not a lot of movement or activity, but they're real close.
