-Saturday-
Got up bright and early despite the late night I pulled.
Walked to the piers, wandered past the submarine museum and had a crepe on the evil evil pier 39 (luckily it was early and the tourists were just starting to represent).
Hiked up to Coit tower. Wished I had my camera, went up the elevator and cried that I ddin't have my camera.
Watched a float plane taking off in the bay.
Walked back to north beach and wandered into city lights bookstore, that place is outstanding. Pull up a chair and read if you like. I walked out with the big U.
-short intermisssion_
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Cruised down to the san remo to meat maxx cause were tight like that. Fucker got held up in traffic, though, so I talked with scopitone, bean, deathtopoopy, shalome, and fu before they headed on down to the haight.
The man himself arrived, so we went a travelin' on a search for a shirt and a cane.
Walked towards the piers again and saw the lovely freckle who we pulled into our intrepid little group.
Lunch was In and Out.
Transportation to somewhere that actually had clothing (the peir area ain't it) was provided by some random taxi.
We arrived at the Haight, we met a lot of people we knew. It was a bit disturbing.
I spent an obscene amount of money. Maxx spent more.
Argued about taxis, watched scopitone walk into the sunset, then found a cab to carry all five of us. Picked his ass up a block down. It's good none of us are big.... at least if you're counting hip size.
*Prom*
Hit the after party for all of five minutes. maxx was the walking dead. We booked it. Always better to leave on a high than on a low.
Walked back to the hostel from the san remo. Slept like a guy whose just taken a bunch of vicodin.
-Sunday Later-
Got up bright and early despite the late night I pulled.
Walked to the piers, wandered past the submarine museum and had a crepe on the evil evil pier 39 (luckily it was early and the tourists were just starting to represent).
Hiked up to Coit tower. Wished I had my camera, went up the elevator and cried that I ddin't have my camera.
Watched a float plane taking off in the bay.
Walked back to north beach and wandered into city lights bookstore, that place is outstanding. Pull up a chair and read if you like. I walked out with the big U.
-short intermisssion_
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...
Cruised down to the san remo to meat maxx cause were tight like that. Fucker got held up in traffic, though, so I talked with scopitone, bean, deathtopoopy, shalome, and fu before they headed on down to the haight.
The man himself arrived, so we went a travelin' on a search for a shirt and a cane.
Walked towards the piers again and saw the lovely freckle who we pulled into our intrepid little group.
Lunch was In and Out.
Transportation to somewhere that actually had clothing (the peir area ain't it) was provided by some random taxi.
We arrived at the Haight, we met a lot of people we knew. It was a bit disturbing.
I spent an obscene amount of money. Maxx spent more.
Argued about taxis, watched scopitone walk into the sunset, then found a cab to carry all five of us. Picked his ass up a block down. It's good none of us are big.... at least if you're counting hip size.
*Prom*
Hit the after party for all of five minutes. maxx was the walking dead. We booked it. Always better to leave on a high than on a low.
Walked back to the hostel from the san remo. Slept like a guy whose just taken a bunch of vicodin.
-Sunday Later-
babybeezer:
good to see you. sixsixty and I both agree. you're a keeper. xoxo