New friends...

My friend Leslie is also new to the city. She and I have been out exploring together, making new friends, finding funky dive bars, and trying not to pull our leg muscles on the killer hills.


We went to a 4th of July BBQ hosted by our new friend Matt, otherwise known as "that guy who got the party bus to Stillwater" and his roommate Travis.


Later, we made our way down to the Embarcadero for fireworks over the bay and an AMF at Sinbad's. Had a moment. Then our new friends took us to their favorite dive bar, Dave's, where they sang along to the seemingly endless stream of Tom Jones songs. Oh, and when we couldn't get a cab after the fireworks, Matt made a deal with the driver of this PT Cruiser to give us a lift. Sketchy? Maybe.


Went out last night in honor of the All Star game. Tried to rub elbows with the players at the Ritz-Carleton hotel bar, but no luck there. Lots of fans. No players.

Ended up at the International House of Cocktails. With these two.


And this guy, who had just biked up from San Diego and is running for Mayor of San Francisco. See the stars and stripes there on the back of his bike? Now that's a true American. He also told me I looked like Marilyn Monroe and he would give me a job when he took office.


I think we're off to a good start here.