Wintery Autumn

Someone came and snuck up and plum stole away my favorite season! This is not September weather! I'm freezing my arse off!

Anyway, here's a picture of Andrea and I from our friends Andrea and Morena's wedding. Just 'cause...!

St. Francis

Just got back yesterday from a great week in San Francisco!! Despite 4 days of a weird flu I caught somehow (which was only worsened by the stupidest move ever of downing a Ghirardelli hot fudge peanut butter sundae at the height of my fever...), it was FANTASTIC!

San Francisco is a totally unique, amazing city. It is people friendly, healthy, bright, fun, quirky, hippie and groovy. You can't get a bad meal there it seems (Andrea said he'd move there for the fresh tomatoes alone - extremely high props from an Italian!). I could absolutely see Andrea and I living there - its only downside being that there aren't really any extreme weather changes there, which is sort of sad. Oh, that and the fact that it's on the other side of the globe. Otherwise, though, I think Andrea and I would move there in a literal heartbeat.

We did all sorts of stuff in SF besides the aforementioned Ghirardelli Square. Chinatown, a tour through the Mission Murals, Mission Dolores, Lombard Street, a Frida Kahlo exhibit at the SFMoma, Alcatraz, Golden Gate Park and the Japanese tea garden and flower conservatory, a drive across the Golden Gate Bridge, the aquarium, Nob Hill, the Financial District, walking all along the Embarcadero up to the Ferry Building (we never did get back for the caviar we wanted to try though). And, like I said, all that dabbed here and there with a fantastic meal.

Our main motivation for going out there in the first place was the arrival of one wholly unique, awesome wedding invitation from dear friends, and so our last couple days there, or the Wedding Extravaganza, were the most wonderful cherry on top to an amazing week. Cheers and congrats, Adam and Eliza (and Patty, who may just be reading this!): may your lives be filled with the same beauty and color as your wedding day!
Andrea and I all dolled up for the wedding.

Drill baby! Drill!

So, I just lived through (barely) the unfortunate experience of watching Giuliani's RNC speech.

I don't know that I've ever been more offended, more embarassed by politics. Ok, that's not entirely true. I've sort of had that same vomit-in-my-mouth feeling for the past 8 years, every time W donned a sari for a press conference or made a wincingly painful joke in grammatically incorrect English. Though, if we're to listen to ex-mayor Giuliani, Obama is the one who's "the least experienced candidate for president of the United States in at least the last 100 years."

After listening to Giuliani's mindless propaganda, I have to ask myself: am I supposed to be ashamed of my college degree now? Humiliated because I love New York City? Outcast because I don't believe that yelling "zero...zero....zero..." at the other candidate is an acceptable way to run a campaign? Well, I guess they're right...I guess I'll just give up now. Lord knows I essentially hate America anyway, I don't know why I should even get the right to vote! *eye roll*

I keep waiting for the Dumbing Down of America to hit rock bottom (lord knows I thought we'd already arrived there), but it just keeps getting worse!