if I was in a movie theater
sitting beside my beloved
munching popcorn contentedly
and figuring out if this
new thing is the
best one
yet
the last
thing that I'd
expect is for a man in full metal jacket
gear to shoot us...
kill me, injure my husband...

for all the dead, the wounded, the witnesses, the families and friends
and for the millions that live on
in peace

end the cycle of violence

IN a moment of
forgetfulness
I poured hot water
into a thin glass pitcher
and
it
cracked.

Audition later tonight.
Doing it so I can build a relationship.
Getting gigs in SF is one grand game of networking.

"The fog creeps in on little cat's feet..."  Robert Frost

... and the cat pees in my bed.

that's how I feel about fog.  pb

Every time I contemplate pulling the plug on Bad Weeds I just can't do it.  Why can't I do it?
Here is a list of the reasons I keep it up:
1.  It is an archive of interesting stuff from my life for at least 2 intensive years from 2005 to 2007.
2.  I still see that people from around the world listen to the episodes.
3.  I think the world can still use a queer voice from San Francisco.  Especially when they are fucking hanging queers in Iran and threatening to outlaw us in Uganda.
4.  I still might have more to say.
5.  I just named my Tumblr account Bad Weeds San Francisco
6.  I want to do some theatre art in SF under the aegis of Bad Weeds

Today is my dad's 82nd birthday. Happy Birthday Dad!

Dad died ten years ago, just 21 days shy of his 72nd birthday, on December 9, 2000. It's strange to me that he's not here.

When I was a kid my dad decided that he did not like having his birthday five days after xmas anymore. So, for just maybe one or 2 years, my mother staged Dad's "half-birthday" on June 30.

I don't remember a lot about his half-birthday. Except that we all felt that it was yet another attempt on the part of my father to hijack a perfectly good day of the year and make it all about him!

Nearly all Saturdays were my father's days. In so far as we were all pressed into service to work on whatever projects dominated his agenda that day.

But here it is, legitimately my dad's 82nd birthday, and he's not able to lay claim to it.

Maybe I'll go change my Honda's oil in his honor.

CLICK HERE for Patrick's story about coming back to the stage and his latest project... Broadway Bound at Chanitcleer's Theatre in Castro Valley, CA CLICK HERE for tickets!

Should BadWeeds be retired?

Hello Weedlings!
I used to post podcast episodes on this site... fairly frequently!
Now, not so often anymore... well none in about about a year.

I leave the podcasts up because I like how they represent a time in my life -- a story. I'm particularly proud of the episodes from my trip to Uganda in 2006.
Some of the stuff is a bit racy... I guess I might tone it down if I did more episodes. I'll let you find that stuff on your own!

I'm thinking about starting it up again with a focus on my journey as an artist. We'll see.

Stay tuned!