WHAT??? THIS WEEKEND!!!??? So, does this mean that I ignorantly scheduled my return flight back to Honolulu on the same frakking day as Dore????!!!!!
Now I have to chose between having first class all the way back to Honolulu and staying an extra day.
I'm also quite sure that the board of the not-for-profit for which I am facilitating a strategic planning session is going to want to take me out to dinner on Saturday night, thus making it impossible for me to even go to Bay of Pigs. OINK!!!!????
This will be the first time in a number of years that I will not be attending Dore. I use to have a loft on 8th & Folsom, so I was down the street from Dore Alley & inside the Folsom Street Fair. In the neighborhood of South of Market you always know summer is in San Fran when you see a guy walking his bitch down the street with a dog leash & gimp mask..