Oh Bamma / Buy Din 2009
Notwithstanding the violent vomiting that began my Monday morning after much excessive drinking, my weekend was a joy.
It began Saturday with a reunion with LG, a dear old friend of Mr. Alterhausen’s in his Berkeley days who was last seen at the End Up circa 2000/2001, then left for Idaho or Ohio or one of those red states highly populated with white people where he has since resided for the past seven years. We hit up the ‘Stro, did the Bar on Castro and the Mix while discussing Jem, the Roger Rabbit, and our favorite stable of divas, then had deliciously unhealthy burritos in the Mission.
Then Sunday, I met up with Dascha in the Haight, freshly back from the Continent and with adorable blonde highlights. We had cosmos at Trax and crepes afterwards with much invigorating converstaion most of which I don’t remember because I was a full three sheets to the wind.
Folsom Street Fair next weekend with Melissika making a feature appearance. I will, as ever, be one of the only fully clothed, non-costume wearing people, but as I will take any excuse to be soused in public during the daytime, I can’t wait.
