It happened again last night…

Walking down Polk Street and taking a left onto Sutter, I passed the entrance to one of the many bars just as a rather rotund fellow came stumbling out. He said something to me, rather excitedly but I had ear phones on and couldn’t hear him. Again, we do that here so random strangers typically…

World Series Bound…

Being as I can’t go to the Superdome and the Sharks season is questionable, sometimes you have to take what you can get. And what we got is pretty damned good. Hells yeah… Have a nice day.