Done for the week....

Hey everybody.

I get chip home in an hour. I can tell you how excited I am, other than to use the term, "twitterpated" (because it's really fun to say and really good use of summarizing everything into one word).

I've been catching up on other people's blogs, and it seems to turn out that I'm not doing a good job of keeping up with the Joneses...assuming I know any Joneses. I think what this blog may turn into is more than a play-by-play update of where Chip and I are and what we're doing, but we may actually turn it into random thoughts and ideas, perhaps a discussion forum for his journey into philosophy and religious studies and my venture in the advertising arena and perhaps dive a little into our political beliefs.

San Francisco is one interesting city. It's a "bubble" out here, to say the least. Many misconstrue this city for being "hippy-dippy" but in fact, it's not really at all. It's just a bunch of forward thinkers that are really into healthy living, thinking and eating. And when I say "healthy" this is what I mean:

San Francisco is a city full of people that smile. Randomly. They also talk to themselves. In Richmond, someone talking to themselves would immediately be labeled as one of the "crazies." For some reason, not out here. I see men in three-piece business suits talking to no one. And no, before you ask, there is no earpiece in sight. The homeless do it, sure, but I see normal, every day people downtown just muttering shit out loud to no one else. It seems to be fairly common, and if not accepted around here. I don't know why, and I have yet to figure it out. But let me ask: how many of you talk to yourself in private?

as my mom always said, "It's ok to talk to yourself. It's when you answer yourself that you should start to worry."

Also, it's only here that you'll see the homeless put up signs like this one:


I also want to note that his donation request was in fact, to "Learn Karate" (so, of course, he could retrieve his kidnapped family).

Other things about this city that we may have not conveyed yet:
-They love their street fairs here. They happen probably every weekend in some neighborhood. Fresh produce stands, live jazz or music, local clothing designers. They go crazy for anything "local" here, including musicians, politicians, comedians, filmmakers, artists, cabbage growers, dressmakers, strawberry farmers, etc....This only reinforces the "bubble" concept as previously stated. We are in a bubble here. We love being a separate entity. San Francisco really is almost like another country within the state of California within the United States of America. I don't really think this city is even considered part of the state of California.

-With that being said, here's back up to the statement I just made. Liz and I had a long discussion about the city being "bubble-like"...When marriage became legal, and we had our weddings (By the way, the advertisements for marriage at city hall are being put up everywhere...the ads are for photographers/wedding planners/etc... recently, one of them, said, "Coming out to City Hall? We'll be there." - for Bella Photographers.) Anyway, I stray. As marriage was legalized, we noted that it was discussed for WEEKS in other states, and other areas outside of SF, and Liz noted that it was just a "blip" locally. It happened, and we moved on. Everywhere else, no one shut up about it. Our take? You don't like it, don't come here.

San Francisco is interesting in the fact that we have some odd "rivalry" with New York. I've seemed to figure out why.

New Yorkers are pretentious, and think they're better than everyone else.
San Fransciscans know we're better.

Call it what you might. But I think it's because no one is really from here. Of course you have "native" New Yorkers...out here, no one is is really "native," and when you meet one, it's like coming across a Leprechaun. You're kind of in awe, and not sure whether or not they really exist more than that one. Then you follow them to their pot of gold. Which is usually green, not gold....ahem.

I have no idea what I'm ranting about right now. I'm kind of bored at work since I'm done for the week. I'll probably go to the gym and work off this anticipatory excitement I have from finally getting my Chip back.

In fact, I think I'll do that.

And in closing, i want to convey a little quote I left on Brandi's blog (when she was discussing the Richmond-haters). I don't hate Richmond, it just wasn't in me. I said,

"Richmond will always be in my heart, but San Franscisco is in my soul."

Everyone finds their real home. I've found mine, and I'm lucky enough to have my two best friends with me.

Xo.
The Pea.