Christmas 2009

Creature comforts.

The holiday season in San Francisco. Hot water, electricity, TV, a bathroom, a coupe in the garage, art on the walls, a baby wine cellar. I mean really folks, it's all a bit much! Not to mention I'll have to shave now. I suppose shower too.






Ice skating in SF. Just the thought is a hoot.





Union square. On the way to gaining my standard holiday 10+ pounds. Booze, chips, deserts, chocolate, ice cream plus three or four squares a day. There no end to the yummy crap I can stick in my cake hole after six months of doing without. Then my disgust on the beach guilts me into starvation! Every time I come here I promise myself I won't gorge myself---but I do.











I'm jaded now. Not all the Cirque's seem to measure up. Ovo.

King Tut. As you can imagine he did very well in San Francisco.





King Tut, a dozen movies including most of the future Academy nominees, Cirque Du Soleil, the Cartier exhibit, Xmas and New Year's eve party's, several blog updates, electrical supplies, parts, tools etc. Very productive.




Further proof you take your head where ever you go. Spotted in Bloomingdale's downtown on the way to a movie at the Century San Francisco Center.






She got the boot. Tears all around.

A month flies by and it is back to reality. Whose idea was this anyway. If you ever get the urge to build your first house in your late 50's, mostly by yourself, adjust your meds--they are not working.