So Brad and I decided to head to the intern's to work tonight since we were gone all last week, wanted to help him with his projects. Brad needed food, so started walking up 4th to a diner, but then it started fucking pouring down rain. At Market, can't get a cab. Drenched. Head underground, Brad doesn't have change for MUNI; fight with Bart machine. Decide to each head home and regroup.

Walking home on Eddy from Van Ness, almost home and see a black male grabbing a black female trying to force her into his car. Threatening to hit her if she doesn't, she is resisting. Walk a little further, hear it escalating, decide to call the cops. As I'm on the phone he forces her across the street into the car, then does something in the trunk, I walk across the street to get the license plate for the dispatcher as he gets in as well. Starts the car and drives off a block, I get off the phone and the dispatcher said she'd send an officer. Then pulls over and turns around, heads back toward me, wondering if he saw me or something I head into the locked fenced area where we live. He drives on, through the light, then takes the first left into the projects. I head down to the corner and wait; figure I'm already as wet as I can get. SFPD 4x4 drives up, I walk over to it, they weren't dispatched, but give those four officers the info. His dispatcher has no record of the call, his partner thinks it might have gone to CHP instead. They drive off to look for the guy, saying they'll call if they need more info.

Now I'm soaking wet, need dry clothes, and to drive to Mischa's. And now the power blinked and my cable modem won't reconnect yet. bleh

Now at Mischa's and posting...