after moving and locking bikes we settled in for the rest of the evening. the music was awesome as we played dj via the jukebox. oh marcella there are a lot of super close up pictures of me. after too many whiskey sours... and a pic of marcella and her shoes, oh dear. jeremy (good friend from way back, pdx times) showed up and while we could both hold a conversation we talked about transitioning to sf and how much we looooooovvvve it here, oh yeah! i think that was before i bit his arm in disapproval of another topic, but ya gotta love old friends that really know you. cue m.i.a on the jukebox and it's dancin' time. then the infamous tamale lady came through will tiny packages of love. snacking on tamales as we meandered through the mission. went by the little club that plays music of senegal and it was packed, and able to withstand our laughter and volume. but it was time for bed so next time we will plan to go dancing later.
