Pleonastic Ephemera

1.01.2004



Q.
A. Hey! Hey!
Q. What? Who said that? Oh, it's you, where the hell have you been?
A. Yeah, sorry, I was on vacation and junk.
Q. So? This isn't your job.
A. It pays about the same. Anyway, I'm back now, and my hangover is surprisingly moderate, so I'll give you the rundown on my holiday.
Q. Eh, whatever.
A. Shut up and listen. So on Friday a couple weeks ago I flew out to San Francisco for the wedding of my friend Chris, whom I've known since fifth grade.
Q. Was this your first visit to California?
A. Yeah, actually, the farthest west I'd ever been was West Virginia. I've never claimed to be well traveled!
Q. You're such a homebody. So did you do all the touristy stuff in SF? Fisherman's Wharf and Alcatraz and all that?
A. Nope. I was only there for about 48 hours. I got to the hotel on Friday night, and everyone was at the wedding rehearsal, so I took my PowerBook to the internet cafe across the street and embraced geek nirvana. This must be what it feels like to be Steve Jobs, I thought. I was about to write a blog entry--
Q. Well!
A. I was, really, but then I got the phone call that people were done with the rehearsal, so we met up and went out to dinner and the first night of drinking and dancing. I hadn't been in a DJ bar in, like, three years. The concierge suggested one named 'Sake Cup' or something like that, located in a nightlife strip a short cab ride away.
Q. So you did see some of San Francisco.
A. Yeah, a little bit. The next day we had some time to walk around before the wedding, so we explored the area around the hotel, which was on Sutter Street. We walked to Union Square a few blocks away, which felt like midtown, filled with tourists window shopping at the same ubiquitous national chain stores we have here: Macy's, Aeropostale, Armani Exchange, whatever. Oh well, at least it was raining and I hadn't brought an umbrella.
Q. Hey, come on, you were in San Francisco with old friends. Cheer up!
A. You're right, no, it was still a lot of fun. And then the wedding that night was amazing. It was at that mansion I linked to before--
Q. Back when you wrote entries for your blog.
A. Touche. Anyway, the web site does not do justice to that place. The interior was filled with modern artwork -- paintings, sculpture -- and weird furniture and there was a balcony with an amazing view and the dining room was coated entirely in silver material that reflected the spinning psychedelic lights set into the walls, and, and--
Q. Sounds like a unique choice for a wedding.
A. Oh, it was. So the two lovebirds got hitched and we drank and danced and partied in this Manor of the Surreal. Oh man, I'm starving. I think my stomach has completed the transition from queasy to hungry.
Q. Will you finish your travelogue in another entry?
A.
Q. Hey! I asked you a question!
A. Oh, uh, yeah, sure.
 
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