Saturday, February 21, 2026
Had trouble sleeping last night. Slept in. Breakfast: leftover veggie fritatta, one heated deli blueberry muffin, hot water. Spam filter edits. Recharge Medical work: tote bag marketing review. Lunch: two veggie spring rolls from frozen with sweet and sour sauce, hot water. In the early afternoon I walked and rode Muni, BART, and Uber to Simon and Arthur's place in Oakland for Tim's 50th birthday party. In attendance: Tim, Suzan, Simon, Arthur, Josh, dog Milo, Tim's mom Laura, Guy, Valter, Steven S, Brandon, Corbin, Natalie, Jeremy, Jeffrey, Todd, Ranjeev, Nas, Mark, Philip, Ali, Jennifer, Michelle, Michael, Sean, Patrick, Andrew, Joanna, Jen, Randy, Mike, Fino, Adrian, Lizzie, and Jessica (manager of Moby Dick). Suzan revealed her dream drag name—Pied a Terre. I revealed my dream DJ name—DJ Pudding so that when mixing it could be announced as DJ Pudding in the Mix. We ate delicious food from Rico Rico Taco, and there was plenty to drink and otherwise imbibe. People karaoked first downstairs then later upstairs when the downstairs became the dance party room. Milo was mostly well-behaved. I don't think I've ever met a dog that didn't like being touched or petted. I talked about tiramisu with I think it was Adrian who is a chef at a non-profit. I talked about queer politics, fashion, sewing, and John Varvatos with Nas. Simon talked about Real Bad and shared forthcoming promo photos for Romp. I chatted a little bit with almost everyone. The party went later than the invitation had stated, and a group of us—Suzan, Lizzie, Laura, Jessica, and Valter—shared a Lyft ride to SF long before everyone else had left. We dropped Suzan, Jessica, and Valter off first before continuing to the final stop near 17th and Noe. I walked home, exhausted and happy.