That used to be my Friday evening ritual: walk the dog up to Solano, hit the bookstores, hit the video store, and stop for dinner at Filippo's for takeout. I loved that neighborhood.
This. This, right here, is exactly why I'm restricting the occasional rental searches I do for the East Bay to addresses within walking distance of Solano Ave. If we must eventually leave San Francisco, I am aiming for nothing less than this, dammit.
can someone with IE on their machine do a favor for me?
Robin, does your company advert on craigslist for positions that are open?
No reason.
I suggest we pick somewhere Outside the Embarcadero Center to meet, since I always get horribly lost in there.
The ice skating rink is hard to miss this time of year.
Although a little large to be a rendezvous, especially on a Saturday during the holiday season. *g*
Thanks David, please go to www(dot)steamboat(dot)sharedbook(dot)com.
You know what I miss? My ass. These pants used to look not like crap on me.
Know what I don't miss? Victoria's Secret employees telling me I'm not a D cup. On the upside I've used my store credit and might have a decent strapless bra and sheer hose.
Can you believe they don't stock 32 band bras in anything bigger than a B now? Not in brick and mortar anyway.
My 4pm meeting isn't answering. Wanna go home. Will, in five.
Aw Robin, that sucks.
Huh. Turns out the father of one of my college's alums is one of the guys that was kidnapped in Iraq. It's just...strange to think.