Remember when I accidentally busted some taggers? I got back into San Francisco tonight to find, among the junk mail, a subpoena to appear in court to testify against one of them. Presumably the one that was dumb enough to tell the cops his tagging name.

All this is very annoying. I definitely don’t want to testify in court against some kid who was spray painting on an abandoned brick wall. But the worst part? Court starts at 9am. Apparently realizing that a guy who busts taggers at 1am probably isn’t much of a morning person, they helpfully wrote “MUST APPEAR ON TIME” into a blank spot on the form. I’ll do my best, Ms. District Attorney, but I make no promises.