29 April 2007
If you come and visit, I promise I will take you to coffee in the cafe at the back of this beautiful courtyard, my favorite place in town. If we are feeling really wild and crazy, we can get a fruit and cheese tray, too. Sitting there, you are protected from the wind but still get the sun, and red flowering trumpet vines climb the walls. It feels like being on vacation, even though it is just about a mile from my house.
So do consider stopping by. It is freeway close, as we like to say.
Last night Alicia and I went to see some comedy down by the harbor. Two locas out on the town. We got wildly drunk on too many gin and tonics (me) and glasses of wine (her). Too many gin and tonics for me was two, too much wine for her was a glass and a half. Man, we are some kind of party animals. We should be kicking it with Paris and Lindsay (do people say "kicking it" anymore? Not since 1993? I thought so).
But listen up fellas - here is the good part - we are extremely cheap dates. For twenty bucks we are loopy and looking for fun. You can call us - I wrote our phone numbers in the bathroom.
While we were waiting for dinner outside the crazy Greek place (with the dancing and the OPA-ing and the flaming cheese), I took this wild photo. Wild because I did not expect it to turn out anything like this. The snowstorm of dots must be fog droplets.
The harbor actually looked more like this (except less blurry). It was quite beautiful in the mist. The "night" setting on my sweet little Canon PowerShot A630 helped capture it. Stuff like this is why I pay more rent than the entire population of Fargo, ND combined.
Have you ever made a decision and then gotten the exact advice you needed to hear after it was too late to do anything about it?
Tell me your tales.