Saturday, June 16, 2012

Friday

Friday I woke up bright and early and headed to a Pilates class at Burn Pilates where I had a groupon. The class was miserable. Absolutely miserable. It was hard; there was cardio involved; at one point I found myself doing jumping jacks; we used weights in inappropriate ways; it was rough.
There was only one thing that could make me bounce back from such a horrid morning--hanging out with Tony. Just my luck, Tony was in San Francisco at that very moment. Being the complete psycho that he is, Tony was in town for exactly 30 hours. He flew in from Massachusetts at 11:30pm on Thursday and flew out at 6am on Saturday morning. Who does that? He'd be playing a show with his ridiculous band Squirm (how do you spell that?!) Friday night in Oakland. While I love every member of that band, I would honestly rather slow burn myself with a lighted end of a cigarette than go to one of their shows. The last show I did attend, ended in my near death and a cinder block being smashed on a kitchen floor. Not exactly my cup of tea. Needless to say, I'd be parting ways with Tony once he arrived at the show in Oakland.
That left 8 hours. I picked up Tony in the Tenderloin and took him back to my apartment where he immediately started talking annoying music with Dylan while I showered and got ready.
When I asked Tony what he wanted to see and do that day, he said, "Nothing."
I said, "Really? Nothing?"
"I mean if you want to show me stuff, I'll look." So I took him to Haight St. I knew Tony would want to see the street, being a total secret hippie. We grabbed some food, walked into a couple of stores, and of course, ended up at Amoeba. Next, we walked over to the Botanical Gardens. It was such a nice day out that even cranky Tones had a great time. After awhile, Ian, Sean and their friend Jaybo (??) met us and we got a drink at the Little Shamrock. It was so nice to catch up with my friends and see what everyone has been up to. I don't think I'd gotten a chance to see Sean since Thanksgiving two years ago! When it was time for them to get ready for their show, I took off, ordered some take-out sushi and relaxed with the cat while Dylan risked the death music crowds at the show.


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