What I Did On My Spring Vacation, A Photo Essay in Several Parts

First stop, San Francisco, where I met the Larges:

We rode the cable cars and took the BART over to Oakland to see the Warriors get their asses handed to them by the Sonics.  

We went to Haight-Ashbury, where I bought a bunch of used CDs at Amoeba and eavesdropped on record store clerks geeking out over whatever record store clerks geek out over these days:

And can I say, I'm really proud of the fact that I don't care that I didn't know what the hell they were talking about.  I just marched up to the counter with Madonna's first album & Randy Newman's Little Criminals.  I also bought the new Magnetic Fields and an older Bonnie Prince Billy, lest you think I've gone soft.  Oh, and Matthew Sweet's Girlfriend, which I had on cassette and lost sometime in the mid-90s.   I think the clerk must have taken a shine to me, because there was an extra Bonnie Prince Billy CD in my bag.  Awesome.  Thanks, record store dude.  You were cute, in that record store dude way.

The line to get into the Trader Joe's in San Francisco is just as long as the one on 14th Street in NYC, except you wait in your car, rather than on the sidewalk:

Then we watched the sunset from the top of the Bank of America building:

Wow.  Pretty sweet, huh?   The next morning, I headed north.  I'll get to that tomorrow, since Blogger's being a pain in the ass with the image uploading.  Stupid Blogger.