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Frisco trip
Apr. 1st, 2002 09:00 amA San Francisco moment: getting a very brief glimpse of an old man whose custom-lettered sweatshirt read "CDC WIDOW". A sad piece of walking history.
Yeah, I'll grudgingly admit to having a good time down there. Perfect weather, a trip to the beach with the Wendling, fabulous (and surprisingly not too expensive) Italian dinner with a cute, sexy-voiced friend of Her Nibs', and seeing all of the SF Museum o' Modern Art with a friend of mine from way back whom I hadn't seen in nearly five years. (Occasionally, I really am the Art Nun.) But I missed all of Norwescon, dammit. No room parties or corsets for me. Wah!
Two things that make Passover in San Francisco better: my leather bondage/sleeping mask, which lets me sleep in bright apartments; and raisin bran, which while technically against the rules, I think ought to be allowed on colon cancer-prevention grounds because it counteracts the effects of matzo.
Yeah, I'll grudgingly admit to having a good time down there. Perfect weather, a trip to the beach with the Wendling, fabulous (and surprisingly not too expensive) Italian dinner with a cute, sexy-voiced friend of Her Nibs', and seeing all of the SF Museum o' Modern Art with a friend of mine from way back whom I hadn't seen in nearly five years. (Occasionally, I really am the Art Nun.) But I missed all of Norwescon, dammit. No room parties or corsets for me. Wah!
Two things that make Passover in San Francisco better: my leather bondage/sleeping mask, which lets me sleep in bright apartments; and raisin bran, which while technically against the rules, I think ought to be allowed on colon cancer-prevention grounds because it counteracts the effects of matzo.
