First Friday . . . I had fun!
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Okay, my plan was simple. IÂ was going to the Block Party at 6 PM to see a band I knew, then I was going to ride my cranky old bike home. Hopeless plan.
I will tell you, once you get in DTSF, it attaches to you like a bad cold.
After having several conversations with peeps at the block party and perusing the galleries, I decided to rest my dogs at Monk’s, where I overheard local TV reporters talk about their love lives and fashion secrets (they don’t have any). I also came to the realization that a couple I have been waiting on over the past month (who I adore) has a Chinese manufacturing company and are owners of the new Irish Pub Downtown. Cool. I think.
After leaving Monks, I rode past the Hilton ‘TIF’ Inn and cursed the spray park, then proceeded towards Phillips Avenue, where I ran into dear art collector friends of mine. We decided to eat at Toyko. I had the Avocado Eel Roll. OMG!
I proceeded to my place of ‘server’ employment to talk to the manager about scheduling, and the owner and I engaged in political talk. Always fun.
As I was leaving, our prestigious mayor was sitting on the patio. I think I passed gas. But not on his face.
Big ‘B’ and I roamed over to Paramount for adult beverages. Then I did a walk thru at TJ’s and made an appearance at Total Drag. I made a bunch of sarcastic remarks on the outside sidewalk about the performer, well deserved, then cranked home, on old cranky.
Who says SF isn’t fun on a Friday Night?
