BoatNovember 20, 2007
Spent time this weekend chilling out in San Francisco, which was good. Went in with Lala on BART on Sunday. We looked at bicycles (did you hear she's doing the AIDS ride? I'm so proud of her) and ate at ChaChaCha because tapas are fun and because ginger drops are delectable.
And yesterday, on a whim, my sister Bethany and I headed in on the ferry for a little walk-around.
It was gorgeous, clear and sunny, flat water, no wind. The best way to approach the City.
We had lunch with Lala and then just walked around. We wrote a little at the Ferry building (both sisters are also Nano-ing) and searched hotels for an elusive secret button we'd heard about (at ____ hotel, if you push floor 30 three times, the button will light up and you'll be granted access). We just couldn't really remember which hotel it was. I can tell you it is not the Embarcadero Hyatt. I do love how we got so hopefully on the elevator, only to find that it went to floor 19. How did we not NOTICE that it was a short building and could not possibly have had anywhere near thirty floors?
AND I SAW MY BOYFRIEND.
Anthony Bourdain had just given a reading which I missed, sad sad sad, but he was still signing books. And he pointed at ME! Sure, he was pointing at me because he thought I was taking the picture of that guy standing next to him (as if), but he saw me for a second. And why he didn't stand up right then and profess his undyling lust and devotion to me, I'll never understand. It's okay, Tony. We can be secret lovairs. Call me.
Now I am at work. I started my 74-hour work week a little early, and will be at work FOREVER. Or so it feels.
But I won't whine. It's good money, and it's a good place to work. I had a field-save the other day, where I gave CPR instructions and a guy went from being dead to not-dead, thanks to the good compressions his caller performed. So that was good.
And I get to knit here. I'm almost done with Ariann. Also good. I wish I had some chocolate, though.
Did you know they have Cadbury Christmas Creme Eggs now??? I think they're supposed to be tree ornaments, so they took out the yellow part of the creamy yolk, because everyone knows that tree ornaments don't have yolks, and Easter eggs do (?) but they taste just the same. Only they're smaller. Again. They are shrinking them every chance they get. But I will keep buying them. Yep.
That is all. As you were.