the past presents the future

deery-lou.
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oysters, beer, & friends—could a picnic by the bay be any better? last week i found myself connecting with old friends as well as meeting some new ones. i lunched with rg, an old colleague from j.a.b., on friday at truck. by day it's a hot lunch spot, by night a hot new queer bar that popped up since i was gone. we played catch up while eating pulled bbq chicken and drinking beers. i was pleasantly surprised with the food and definitely plan to catch it out one night. after lunch rg took me to some of her favorite shopping/inspiration spots on valencia. our first stop was little otsu, which is filled with all kinds of handmade artsy goodness. it reminded me a lot of the high end stationary stores in korea. sigh. the other shop, who's name escapes me, is just two shops down from little otsu. it too, is filled with artsy goodness. they also have a mini gallery in the store, which seems to be a new trend here.

for fear of blowing away, i spent most of saturday indoors. it was super windy and cold outside. aside from my weekly jaunt in the park, i did manage to meet kiki & her special lady friend for coffee. thankfully by sunday the wind and chill factor had died down significantly. it was good thing, too seeing that we were heading to tomales bay for hezcatt's b-day gathering at hog 's birthday. she was hostingisland oyster co.

the drive to tomales was long and winding. much to my surprise butterbean was driving like a bat out of hell. i was doing fine until the last 10 minutes when i started to feel light headed and nauseous. somehow i managed to contain it. in an attempt to avoid a flying bird, butterbean hit the brakes which caused me to see myself crashing through her windshield. i have since coined a new catch phrase for butterbean—"i brake for birds".

the picnic by the bay was a blast. although a little breezy, the weather was gorgeous. we ate oysters, olives, & cupcakes. wine, champagne, & beer were in major consumption. we were all happy campers, or should i say picnickers. a strange spanish man sat on my lap. dogs were running around. the view was breath taking. one could not of asked for a better sunday.

we left around 5pm to head back to the city. we arrived in sf 3 hours later. basically, we got lost in a big way. which became apparent when we were surrounded by water on both sides of us. not so good. our travel took us to a lighthouse, yet we never actually saw the lighthouse. we witnessed a cow crossing the street, and deer frolicking along the roadside. luckily we spotted a ranger, who i ended up asking for directions. i couldn't figure at why he was looking at me so strangely until i realized i was wearing platforms. he gave us a map and set us up with an escort for part of our duration back. the whole thing was quite comical. there was a brief moment i thought we'd be sleeping out there. at least we all had a positive attitude about being lost. i was never so happy to see my apartment.

stay gold & be well…

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