Today I was rambling around the city, doing odds and ends in various parts of the city. I was visiting a friend of mine on Russian Hill. As I was driving over to the Haight, not even out of the area, I noticed I was very close to a leather shop. I have been planning to buy some leather to make some arm and headbands and found this guy in the phonebook who sold exotic leather for all kinds of stuff. I was two blocks from the address. So I swung by. It was in the bottom of an apartment building. I walked into the smell of leather and exotic skins on the walls. Alligator, frog. Moccasins hung from the ceiling and I LOVED them. I loved the place. It reminded me of Sandalmaker Rich's shop, Pathfinder Leather, in Iowa. So I talk to John Fong, the owner, about fixing my leather jacket and buying some leather. In the meantime I start telling him about my friend who has a shop that reminds me of his. We talk some more and find out that he also knows Rich. Rich Foudree from Ottumwa Iowa! It's such a small world. John showed me an alligator vest he made for another guy in Iowa. (His most expensive item ever made - over 5K!)
Later I was hanging out in a coffeeshop waiting for some friends and I got a mocha. The barista made a heart with an arrow in the foam on the top. That was kind of cute, but I merely sat and wrote in my journal. I'm not really sure what to do with flirting these days.
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