Things that make me cookoo-bananas-pissy and a cure for my hateful pissiness

A list, in no particular order, of things I hate:

1. Semi-casual acquaintances from years back who get married, change their last name, use their tiny new born infants as their Facebook profile picture, then friend you and assume you will know who they are. Really? What am I, the infant whisperer?

2. Very tall people who ride the Muni, stand in front of me in the Muni train stairwell, thereby completely blocking my exit from the train. Its particularly annoying when I shout ‘Excuse me!’ to get them to move, and they turn around and search the blank space directly behind their heads, about two feet above mine. Yes, douche bag, I am under 5 feet, I do exist, and thats my stop your about to make me miss.

3. Anyone who doesn’t like Steve Martin. Because, what, you think you could make a better movie than ‘The Jerk’? No.

And my cure…..

These pics I took of Carlos Santana. He was  a pleasure to photograph and I’m wild about what we came up with.

Am I tooting my own horn? I can live with that.

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  1. valerie says:

    I think I fit two out of the three criteria for your first item. oops!

  2. admin says:

    Val–you are sooo not a casual acquaintance and, on Facebook anyway, you are still a Gintis, so you are excused!

  3. ivanya says:

    Love the photos!!!! Power to the short people and the maiden name keepers.