Yesterday afternoon I was in Union Square where they were putting lights on the tallest, skinniest Christmas tree I've ever seen (I think it was much fatter before it walked up all these hills). I sat and watched for about half an hour, while drinking a latte and listening to Christmas music on my iPod. I love this time of year when the season is just beginning, you're not sick of hearing Christmas carols everywhere you turn, Gingerbread latte's have returned to Starbucks, and you've still got plenty of time to do your Christmas shopping.
Thursday, November 16, 2006
Smells like holiday spirit
Yesterday afternoon I was in Union Square where they were putting lights on the tallest, skinniest Christmas tree I've ever seen (I think it was much fatter before it walked up all these hills). I sat and watched for about half an hour, while drinking a latte and listening to Christmas music on my iPod. I love this time of year when the season is just beginning, you're not sick of hearing Christmas carols everywhere you turn, Gingerbread latte's have returned to Starbucks, and you've still got plenty of time to do your Christmas shopping.
Monday, November 13, 2006
Hiking with the hippies
When you meet someone in San Francisco and they ask you "What do you do?", they don't mean 'what kind of work do you do?', they mean 'what do you do in your spare time?'. Each time we get asked this question, Nick and I will look at each other a little sheepishly and answer "Well, we like to eat." So this weekend we decided to grab the lazy, fat bull by the horns and get ourselves another answer to this question - we went hiking.
Sunday morning we drove up to Point Reyes, about an hour north of the city. We picked a hike out from the web that was about 5 miles long and in the 1-3 hour category, ending up at the ocean. Here's a few pics from our trip:
This last picture is the best one I could get of what we thought first was a goat, but turned out to be a white deer. From the web: "The White Fallow deer in Point Reyes National Park are creatures of rare beauty and have resided in the PRNS for more than half a century. The deer were originally purchased in 1948 from the San Francisco Zoo by a Point Reyes resident who released them into the wild to hunt. When Point Reyes became a national park in 1962, hunting was banned in the area and the remaining deer have thrived ever since. At present, about 1,150 exotic deer live in the park."
We ate lunch on the beach, breathed fresh air, listened to silence, saw plenty of wildlife, got a good work out, passed lots of smelly hippies on the trail, and generally had a relaxing day. Are we hikers now? Maybe not. But it was nice to get away from the concrete jungle for awhile.
Sunday morning we drove up to Point Reyes, about an hour north of the city. We picked a hike out from the web that was about 5 miles long and in the 1-3 hour category, ending up at the ocean. Here's a few pics from our trip:
This last picture is the best one I could get of what we thought first was a goat, but turned out to be a white deer. From the web: "The White Fallow deer in Point Reyes National Park are creatures of rare beauty and have resided in the PRNS for more than half a century. The deer were originally purchased in 1948 from the San Francisco Zoo by a Point Reyes resident who released them into the wild to hunt. When Point Reyes became a national park in 1962, hunting was banned in the area and the remaining deer have thrived ever since. At present, about 1,150 exotic deer live in the park."We ate lunch on the beach, breathed fresh air, listened to silence, saw plenty of wildlife, got a good work out, passed lots of smelly hippies on the trail, and generally had a relaxing day. Are we hikers now? Maybe not. But it was nice to get away from the concrete jungle for awhile.
Tuesday, November 07, 2006
Get out and vote!
Today is Election Day in the good ol' USA and I just came back from voting. My polling place, in typical San Franciscan fashion, was the garage of some guy's house down the street. In California, we're voting on about a bazillion things, including whether or not we should push to impeach Bush and Cheney. There were 5 ballots, front and back, with large enough print for the senior citizens which forced them to be about 12 inches wide and 20 inches long, and I'm not kidding. They might as well have been stone tablets we chiseled our responses on. Not electronic, and no potential for hanging chads, this time we had to take a black felt tip pen and draw a line to connect the front and back end of an arrow together next to our choice. Once you're finished making your selections, you have to go feed these enormous pieces of cardboard one by one into a machine that then tells you whether or not it will accept your line art. By the time the old man running the machine wheels it back to the Election Board, Arnold will be back in his mansion, sleeping off the victory party. Sigh.
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