World Cup Finals, SF
Julie and I watched the world cup finals at the French Consulate in San Francisco. I screen printed some cool Zidane tshirts. Of course, Zidane ended up headbutting Marco (or as my French collegue said, buttheaded him.)
Julie and I watched the world cup finals at the French Consulate in San Francisco. I screen printed some cool Zidane tshirts. Of course, Zidane ended up headbutting Marco (or as my French collegue said, buttheaded him.)
Celebrated midsummer in Sweden at the Dafgard family colonial Gorby mansion. It was a traditional Swedish get together with west coast hip hop and your own body weight in beer. Yes, we’re invincible.
Spent my bday in Carmel with Jules. Met a man with a pet monkey. He didn’t look very nice, and I felt a bit sorry for the monkey.
Busty nurses, beer bongs, naked people and drunk superheroes. Only in San Francisco.
Took a few days off on a business trip to NYC, and brought my femme fatale with me.
Took off to Sequioa and King’s Canyon with Julie. It’s foggy, secluded, and beautiful.
Halloween is great and there is no place for it like San Francisco.
“Men, it has been well said, think in herds; it will be seen that they go mad in herds, while they only recover their senses slowly, and one by one.”