I’m in San Francisco for an extended weekend and as expected I felt giddy stepping off BART into the streets of the Mission – I was even welcomed by a street poetry reading. There’s an energy here, a beat and rhythm you can feel, and I swear to good it’s the heartbeat of the city itself. Today I visited Amit, Jen, Jessica and Mike at Photojojo. Maybe I’ll be people-watching in Dolores Park later. Tomorrow, who knows? All I know is I’m pumped for Bay to Breakers on Sunday, which if you don’t know is only the most bitchin’ costumed block party parade ever. I’ve never felt more at home in a place that isn’t actually where I live.