I was on Valencia St. in San Francisco yesterday, thinking about my next scene with Thuy Nguyen for Postsingular. She’s over in the alternate brane — I’m calling it the “Highbrane” now instead of the “Mirrorbrane.” And she’s hiding out from the universal telepathy by emanating the vibes of, I think, a dog. But where? I’m thinking upstairs at the auto shop next to the storefront church I photographed before.

Later she’ll deliberately drop her mindblock so as to be captured by Gladax — as a way to get inside Gladax’s house to steal her magic harp. This amazing mural is on I think 16th St. between Mission and Valencia. An image of the mindscape.

Thuy will go out with her dog-vibe turned off, walk by this nice Mission pool and tennis court.

And then Gladax corners her in this dead end. Gladax is jamming Thuy’s teleport abilities by strumming her magic harp and disturbing the eighth dimension.

I saw some posters for Scanner Darkly. That’s a movie I’m eager to see.

Does this sign seem spelled wrong? Isn’t it a bad idea to have the letters “shat” inside any business name?

They’re still selling zoot suits on Mission St. Red? Of course! Comes in large sizes too.

Meanwhile back in Los Gatos, the ne plus ultra of public entertainment is, sob, an Elvis imitator.

Could we live in San Francisco? Maybe it would be a bit more work, like you're out on a sidewalk as soon as you go outside. More room down here in Gatos. Whatever. Time to get back into the Highbrane.

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