Oh, this is so nice. Have I said already how great it is to be back? Back where a friend is a friend...
I went to my first concert in the city, Lala's band the Whoreshoes, a band that seems so perfectly San Francisco. They are all just as cute as can be, looking a little bit country and a little bit rock and roll and sounding very honky-tonky. Opening for them was the band Cotton Candy, a delightfully silly band wearing lots of pink, playing accordions and organs, and singing about kitchen utensils and anal sex. Not in the same song. Thank god. I had a bit of of a fright trying to picture them singing at the bar in Montana.
Then I came home (well, to Christy's home, cause she's off frolicking in Paris) and watched Neil Gaiman's Neverwhere until the wee hours of the morning, casting a delightfully dark glow on my memories of the evening. Pink accordions have no place in London below, and yet it was so perfect.
The next day brought a task that is synonymous with San Francisco in my mind: apartment hunting. We actually found a few possibilities in our price range, although they are all in complexes, and we were so hoping to find a delightful little cabin behind someone's house in the hills of Lafayette, perhaps owned by a rich, artsy type who just wanted to help out a couple of girls. Still, the complexes weren't bad. One of them had the most amazing seventies rock garden courtyard, and retro-futuristic light fixtures.
I topped the day off with a visit to my friendly neighborhood liquor store, where the universe rewarded me with the strangest find ever. My eye caught on a four-pack of Del Monte pudding, pink bubble gum flavored, which is strange enough to be fabulous. Then I noticed that Alvin was on the packaging. Alvin the chipmunk. When was the last time you saw Alvin? That's right, this package of fluorescent pink pudding dates back to 1991. It was a "NEW Flavor" back then; I wonder why it never caught on? And I love that this little store never got rid of them.
Today I am off to the thea-tah. Fetes le nui, a saucy musical valentine put on by Berkely Rep. Don't bring the kids; nudity and racy scenes are plentiful. Oh, it's good to be back.