One of the things I love about San Francisco is that I have a few good friends and a ton of memories here.
One of the things I hate about San Francisco is the abundance of homeless people who will get in your face while trying to scam money from you.
I had dinner at the Bagdad Cafe (complete with Desert Fries) with my friend Allan tonight. We’ve known each other for at least ten years now. I saw him today for the first time in about four years. He hasn’t changed a bit. We had a blast. I’m sure he’ll have some pictures posted on his blog. You’ll find some in my Flickr account with the San Francisco tag.
Then I met up with Ian at 440 Castro for a few drinks. His new boyfriend is hot. Ian has always known how to pick them. I’ll probably run into them tomorrow at some point, too.
Anyway, I’m tired and feeling like an old man. I must get some sleep.