on museums, gardens, and celebrity stalking.

Amazingly, Jason has coerced me (Anna) into "blogging." I'm new to this, and certainly not as seasoned a blogger as Jason. However, I will do my very best to live up to the high standards to which my gentle readers hold this blog.

I woke up this morning at about ten to a very noisy Jason, who, when I tried to go back to sleep, lectured me on the virtues of rising early on vacation. We finally left the house at about twelve, and proceeded to Yoshida-Ya, our favorite cheap sushi restaurant (with absolutely ideal waiters). Look at how smug and sleazy it made Jason feel:



I had a similar reaction.

After our delicious luncheon, we proceeded to drive to the brand spanking new DeYoung museum in Golden Gate Park. It is a really fabulous, large, expensive-looking museum, with wonderful indoor art and really terrible outdoor sculpture. (Giant safety-pin, anyone?) Upon entering, we saw this very large, very blurry mural of sorts, which, while disorienting, seemed almost magnetic to anybody with a camera. I stood in front of it:




Here is something else we saw:





Not to mention a few items by our dear friend Chuck Close:




We wandered aimlessly, bewildered by the immensity and seemingly labyrinthine nature of the museum, as well as the price of parking. We eventually discovered a fashion exhibit, which I ran at on all fours while foaming at the mouth. Just take a look at this breathtaking little twenties Lanvin number:



Yes, I indeed would be willing to attempt a death-defying spy-movie stunt (hanging from the ceiling in a catsuit, etc.) in order to obtain that dress.

After our museum trip, we walked to the Japanese Tea Garden, right next to the museum. It was nice, as usual. It didn't exactly seem to send us the way it has before. But it was nice. Jason hung out with the Buddha. I preferred to leave the two of them alone, with their incessant "football and booze" talk.





When we finished at the Tea Garden, we went on a very long drive. Very long. It was enjoyable at first, driving to various scenic overlooks, and seeing how close we could get to the edge without falling a million feet to our watery/smushy deaths. We kept our eye out for nude beaches, as well.




We then drove through the most expensive-looking neighborhoods in SF, estimating the property values and guessing which celebrities lived there. We passed Robin Williams' San Francisco home:



Then we went home, watched television, and ordered pizza.

FIN.

The morality of waking up at 10:00

You can stop worrying, we are "OK"! Despite my (Jason) recent cultivation of a full body rash, things are going great and we don't miss any of you (especially Adam)! Although we don't know anyone in the city, San Francisco has been a great host.

We woke up Wednesday morning and I felt itchy all over, a delicate "poopy" scent was wafting in from the creek outside our bedroom window. Maybe it was the smell, maybe it was the itching, or maybe it was the bed sheets that I don't think have been washed in a while, either way, I felt dirty, and I had a rash all over my body, so I decided to take a shower. The hot water felt very good on my rash and I found myself making the shower much hoter than I usually like (has anyone experienced this?). There was no soap in the shower, I used some shampoo in an ill-fated attempt to combat my rash. After getting out of the shower, I dried off with a towel that Anna had used the day before, put on some clean clothing, and decided to spend some time with a new found fried: On Demand Cable Televison.

Before coming to California, I had only heard about On Demand and I didn't know much about what it was or how it worked (sorry dad!). Now, I'd love to give an in-depth commentary on my experience with this service, but I don't have time, and neither do you. So, long story short, On Demand is similar to the return of Jesus Christ. While packing for San Francisco, I watched an HBO documentary called "Hot Dope Love", it was about the romantic relationships between heroin addicts in New York City. I saw an old bald man give a younger man a blowjob (the old man was paying the younger man), and I saw alot of people shoot heroin in stairwells. I didn't catch the end, I'm guessing someone died. *note to self--Get On Demand!

After leaving the Apartment, we met up with my Aunt at the veterinary office. Black (my Aunt's 14 year old cat) had recently been operated on for a urinary obstruction. His urine is bloody (I saw it), but he's feeling much better, please pray for him.

Once we made sure Black was on his way to recovery, we took off for San Francisco. The drive from Rohnert Park to San Francisco is beautiful (きれいな!), rolling green pastures, sleeping cows, weeping willows, and in the distance, glimpses of San Francisco and the Golden Gate Bridge wrapped in a blanket of fog. The car had a speed wobbles between 55 and 60 Miles Per Hour, so I was driving about 65-70 the entire way. It turns out these wobbles were due in part to the two front tires being drastically deflated/inflated. The front right tire was a 15 PSI, and the front left tire was at 45 PSI, the max PSI for each tire is 35.

We ended up getting lost in in San Francisco, and I think I got a speeding ticket, we'll see. We are staying in the Cow Hollow/Marina part of San Fran. For those of you who don't know what this area looks like, here:



Our hotel is fancy, and we love laying around on the bed.


But as much as we love lounging in bed, we also love this city! So once we had properly rested (ate pizza), we headed back out into tangled mess of San Francisco's streets and hills. We got lost again, but eventually found ourselves at the San Francisco Museum of Modern Art. Apparently it's closed every wednesday, so we had to settle for the Gift Shop, which is really the only reason we came to San Francisco in the first place.

Ian and Amanda, here is a special teaser *JUST FOR YOU!*


After the museum we went to Coit Tower. It took for effing ever to find the road that went to the top of the hill that the tower is on, but when we got there we met a really cool guy.


Coit tower is interesting, I don't know anything about its history, but I imagine it has something to do with hunting the dinosaurs that used to inhabit this beautiful city, also, I think you can see Japan from the top.

We have many pictures from today (not yesterday), we went to Golden Gate Park for the de Young museum and the Tea Garden, afterwards we got lost again, lots of pictures taken and lessons learned, but I'll save that for tomorrow's (or later tonight's) post. Sorry for all of the parentheses...

I know some of you want Anna to contribute to this blog, and I think she will, be patient.

I'll leave you with some pictures of yesterday:







Bye-Bye!