Sunday

I can't tell if they are marketing sex or swim-wear. Whatever the case, I think I'm spending Christmas vacation in Australia.

So, yesterday, I'm out all day, traipsing around San Francisco. And out of it, not only did I get a slightly sunburned face, but I got four pictures of me, of which only one is decent, and not even decent enough to show, and then I go for a beer at one of the bars in the Castro. So I'm waiting in line for the beer, watching a Cher video, and I hear one barely-legal voice say, "Cher sings like a horse. I hate her." I was aghast. "How could you?" I thought to myself. Granted, she's not everyone's taste, but for crying out loud, she is one of the most gay icons out there, and to insult her in such a way, while I'm in earshot, is just plain wrong. OK, whatever. I'm over it.

I was silly enough to write this at 12:10 PM