frolic

[strawberry fields, forever]

[i left my heart..40min from san francisco]

fitting title for the impropriety that went down 300 miles north of here this week. A crap load of realizations, and my heart goes out to brent's note-blog on reverting to your roots. It's that age old nursery song- "make new friends, but keep the old..yadidada gold". precisely

pictures, naturally, to come. but words first: I saw the bay in a different light this time. Maybe it was the smaller group chill factor, maybe it was because the light really was different, since we woke up in time to explore the city, but it was kind of awesome. Car ride down was non-stop girl talk, something that's a rarity these days. Flo's aunt is pretty amazing, lives this liberal life, and we got to sip on dessert wine to kick it off. We each got our own bed, but freaky tree outside proved a hurdle to solo sleep. Hence, me and jars ended up not sleeping till 5..which, bit, but was tight since I haven't had long ass convos in a while

Day1:
discovered the shittines of 4 buck toll, and met up with anton&lingad who were AWESOME chauffeurs for our 8 hour shopping spree. we went to haight, which is basically the mother ship of free thinking, grass lovin, all natural, naturally chill hippies. Definitely got lost, and wandered away like I do so well, but chowed down with the best damn beef panang @ the best of thai. Ed&company brought us to the wondrous hippie hill, which was basically, heaven. He said alice & wonderland status, and I was a skeptic, but it was all that and then some. After being torn away, from the place I knew I was destined to reside in, we toured union square. It was awesomely commercial, but retail therapy always hits the spot. Notable mention: the hundreds store is really freaking sick. it looked like a "disneyland ride" as jars had said.

[we're off to see the wizard]

[a tree][in awe]

After suffering near exhaustion, we went back to Vallejo. Decided we were all going to hit up that skylark bar in frisco, so drove back to the city after getting ready. Oh, indecision. Sick shit though, it was definitely worth it =). They were playing the chillest music, and the entire atmosphere was good vibes. I was just stoked I got into a real, live, 21+ bar, and I'm sure I let it take me too far. ha, regardless, $9 patron and a corona deal certified a bitchin' time with bitchin' people. The car ride back completely went over my head, for I was passed out the instant my ass touched chair. sweet

Day2:
Woke up significantly later than itinerary had allowed. On top of that, we all just kind of chilled in bed for 4 hours. Ha! analyzing porn, and figuring out our pornstar names. We've finally discovered anton's troubled past in dealing with his addiction to child molestation, and coined him "little lupe". Lingad shall now be knighted "and boyfriend". Anjelica- "Monrovia mono", Flo- "Valencia Vagina", and I- "Chino Hills Cooch". Clever. Didn't leave vallejo till 4, but me flo and jars took to the city with a purpose. Visited china town, ran into the SI boys, ate bomb diggity shrimp and walnut delights, and got horribly lost. We ended up walking a couple miles in completely the wrong direction, whenever we attempted to go somewhere, but I think that's what tourism entails. Visited the museum of modern art, which was fucking awesome. There were a couple of really gnarly video installations, and seeing a OG duchamp replica was tight. Notable mention: the tour guide was asking what we saw in one of these abstract paintings, to which andrew replied "red panties". at the next painting, which was basically a large red square she asked the same question, to which he almost replied "red panties in a microscope". ha!

I found the dopest coloring book, in the world, but my depleting bank account proved to be an obstacle. Goddamn, good shit though. Ended up chilling in Daly city for a little, and just goin back to the home sweet 24 wal mart, on a random sidetrip. Passed out relatively early, but pretty good end of a chill ass, spontaneously planned, bay trip.



overall, thanks you guys for makin spring break 08' quite memorable. I heart you all, and we will do arizona, catalina, palm springs, yosemite, oregon, the world, one of these days.

(all photos courtesy of anjelica's bitchin' camera and our temporary paparazzi named ray)