ok, well we’ve finally done it. we bought a condo in san francisco. 3br, 2ba, top floor unit. it meets all our criteria: gas appliances, recent construction, low unit count building, close to public transit, parking.

we’ve been looking off and on for more than a year– our latest stretch was 8 months long. it seemed like it took just as long to collect all our documentation, fill out all the paperwork, and attend all the calls and meetings.

over the next few weekends we’ll be busy painting the place. our official move date is this coming monday. most of our stuff is already boxed up. it will take us a couple weeks to complete all the tasks we want to get done before we deem the place presentable.

my dad would be so proud.

i’m being pushed here. i’m reading email threads, hearing a lot of unrest, and feel things are escalating to new heights. i’m talking about the recent passing of proposition 8 in california. 

you know, being a generation-x‘er, i never imagined i would have to deal with something like this or feel this way. it was supposed to be my parents’ generation that fought the good fight for what they believed in. being the son of a boomer, i was supposed to ride on their laurels — i was supposed to be a part of a new generation that used its own tools and techniques to bring the world closer.. and now i find myself conflicted.

did i really just have a civil right taken away?

for the past many years, basically my entire life thus far, i have sat on the sidelines of political and civil issues. growing up where i did, i never experienced hardship, never understood prejudice, and never had to endure intolerance. on top of that, i’ve been a non-vocal minority this whole time.

and now i am nearing the point of snapping. it feels like things are escalating and i think now i want to become a part of it.

i’m pretty sure i know people who voted in favor of proposition 8. i think we all know at least one or two.

what if i had talked to them before the election?

what if i helped them realize what the prop meant to someone they knew?

would that have made a difference?

it really makes me wonder, if i should be more out and more vocal.

this is a picture of my parents from 1973.

i haven’t posted anything for a while and thought i would dig through the slides and find one to post. i think this is a great shot of them. the framing, their composure, and the colors. it made me think about the future, by the way they are looking off to the amazing distant horizon.