This weekend we went to San Francisco. On our way there we stopped for a quick sec in Modsesto to grab a bite to eat. We parked and popped into a restaurant with a little bluegrass band in it, ate a hot dog, and no more than 30 minutes later, walking back to the car noticed a bazillion cops/ambulances/firetrucks/lights. Here was the scene: A closed intersection containing: crime tape, lights, a shot dead guy getting CPR, and our truck. We had to stay until the detectives came and the dead man was transported, (luckily?) we were gone eating hot dogs and didn't have to respond. After a bit we were escorted out, crime tape lifted, drove under it and made it to Oakland around midnight to begin an up late sleep late city living weekend. The weekend was, good friends, sunshine, sitting in Dolores Park for a New Years Style countdown cheer for Apocalypse, Cutting a rug with the main man at Soul Night, Tacos, Potato Cakes,a vinegar tasting. General Joy.
It's so easy to fall in love with a place in springtime when it's busting open with flowers and people in short shorts. 3 cheers for the bay!
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