It originally started as a birthday party on Saturday at 6 pm in SF. Then another birthday party at 3 pm was added. And then a club after the later birthday party. And then a picnic in the park on Sunday. I survived two birthday parties and then was just exhausted and went home. But [...]
Posts Tagged ‘Omar’
24 Nov
√ Fab weekend
Meme, Omar and I went to the rainforest today at Cal Academy of Sciences. Saw frogs, and snakes, and butterflies. Put the top down on the convertible and drove down Geary to the ocean. Finished the day at the Cliff House, drinking cocktails and watching the sunset. Much thanks to Omar for entertaining Meme while [...]
22 Nov
La Rondine
Every so often, when I feel that my vortex is swirling out of control, I like to visit Omar and his vortex. It makes my vortex seem like a crystal clear lake compared to his class IV rapids. Today was one of those days. So we went to the opera. I picked up Omar and [...]
14 Oct
Farrah Fawcett, Steve Westly, and the Catholic Church
How do all these things go together exactly? Well, it goes sort of like this: I woke up late today. Well, I walked the dog at 7:30am, but then went back to bed. Woke at 12:30pm. Called Meme back and had an awesome conversation. I finally explained why it is that I quit confirmation class. [...]
11 Sep
Martian librarian beer pong
Well, as usual, my weekends are a bizarre mix of the unusual. Friday night was spent playing beer pong with the twenty-somethings. Had a great time, even if I didn't get a chance to show off my Panama or Beruit skills. Arrived home around 1:30 am at which point I couldn't go to sleep without [...]
23 Apr
Vortex
I’m coming down off the high of having been a part of someone else’s reality. Omar and I, looked up at the Cathedral and pondered if this is the kind of weekend that happens when two lightening rods meet. We wondered if we were then going to be struck down even though the sky was [...]
23 Apr
Chameleon
This has to be one of the most bizarre weekends yet. It wasn’t even really a weekend of oddness, just twenty four hours of life that I couldn’t invent if I tried. Friday night started off normal enough. Went to A&M’s house to have dinner with them and C. Perlie met their new dog. Their [...]
