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With all the New Years Eve good luck traditions I could have been wearing red, consuming black-eyed peas and cabbage, and hunting down a tall dark-haired man to be my first gentleman caller of the year.
Instead I was crashing a house party in San Francisco mingling with people from all over the world. The day began mellow, my friends and I drove leisurely into the City after having spent the day before bouncing from vineyard to vineyard tasting local reds, whites, and sparkling wine.
 Once back to the city, Pumpkin and I caught a ferry to Alcatraz, spent a few hours exploring,
 then back to the City to enjoy bread bowls of soup at Boudins and a saunter through Ripley’s Believe It or Not!
Did you now that Robert Ripley
 was born in my hometown of Santa Rosa? I’ve never been able to pin down a personal hero until I watched the old footage of him skipping across some ancient monument being the first westerner to visit it. That man was awesome, and if I only had the resources to explore and find the strange, new, and exciting too!
A quick cab ride back to my friend’s apartment, then an executive decision to quit trying to call a cab and ride the bus to the party in the lower Haight that had been posted on a Couchsurfing.com SF bulletin. Lady luck was on our side, just a few steps from the building we were able to hail a cab!
When we arrived at what we thought was our location the 4 of us stared at the door not sure if we were in the right place, until we heard the laughter above and one of the Kari’s was brave enough to just shove on in. We clamored up a narrow flight of stairs into a small typical 3 bedroom San Francisco apartment. I don’t think we ever figured out who actually lived there, but the other Kerri seemed to know enough people anyway! (She’s a nomadic ambassador for Couchsurfing.com)
After an hour or so of mingling in the narrow hallway, tiny deck, and shoulder to shoulder packed living room and kitchen, it was time for the countdown! Without synchronized watches, or the TV on, no one was exactly sure when the New Year rang in, but there were about 7 or 8 enthusiastic countdowns in a row!
 Several hours, several flirtatious men
    , and a very messy house later it was time to go home … the Kerri’s and I went to get our belongings and passed Pumpkin who was getting his New Year freak on with a pixie brunette in the hallway.
 Poor guy looked like a deer caught in headlights when we were like, “Time to go, you coming?” The girl tagged after him and was obviously trying to get him to invite her along or go somewhere with her, but he blew her off! Poor girl ended up saying, “Well, I guess I’m going to walk alone to my hotel now”, and stomped off down the street. The Kerri’s and I were like, “Hello! We hope you at least got her number, but she was totally trying to hook up with you some more”.
Having no clue what bus ran late enough to catch back to the apartment we were lucky enough to be offered a ride. Packed in like sardines I directed the “locals” to the fasted route back (I have a mapquest in my mind).
 Once back at the apartment I happily curled up and let the Sandman take me in.
My Sagittarian dumb luck was on my side because now that I think about it I did wear a red scarf and had red stripes on my undies … as for the peas and cabbage – I was on a road trip and don’t think my car companion, who happens to be tall and dark-haired, would have been happy with the results.
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posted by
twinkie
on Jan 14, 2008 at 12:34 PM
HOW FUN! I envy you! And Punkin? HELLLOOOOO McFly! Total missed opportunity there buddy.
posted by
an1ok1joe
on Jan 14, 2008 at 07:07 PM
Sounds like a great time, I was there around labor day and I had a great time I'll have to post pictures soon. 3am on the Haight is a bit scary but fun, I loved it. Even went down Cole st were Manson lived for a time. Never made it over the California were the Church of Satan was supposed of have been. Maybe next time.
posted by
Kindra79
on Jan 14, 2008 at 09:36 PM
I went by Manson's place when he lived there :) Yeah, that's a cool area for sure. I also like to look for the pink fairy guy on the unicycle around Telegraph in Berkeley.
posted by
an1ok1joe
on Jan 14, 2008 at 10:04 PM
Late that night (3am) I walked past this guy that kept groaning and I don't mean in a drunk or i'm in pain way. I mean that guy was evil and let out evil noises,..they all knew the guy, he was across the street from the flower shop on Haight near Cole street. They yelled his name from across the street and told him to shut up. Kinda , hmm intersting to say the least, all a bunch of characters there.
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