I live up a pretty steep hill. Make that a ridiculously steep hill. As in I haven't worn heels since we moved here sort of a hill. However it's in a great location and i love my neighbors. So I walk the walk - unless I can catch a ride - and today was a day to walk the walk.
While walking, these are the things I thought about.
- Does San Francisco have a high number of hipsters who like pirates because of 826 Valencia? Or did 826 go the pirate route because of the high number of pirate loving hipsters?
- Am I the only one who loves the inside core of the pineapple? That is my favorite part.
- There is a house on 17th street that has been on the market forever, and yet the money pit house's sign is gone. Does this mean the San Francisco market will someday be in my reach?
- When I try to eat cheese and crackers for dinner, Randall gets on my case (he believes that just because adults can eat junkfood for dinner, doesn't mean that they should). However, if I eat a baguette with some cheese and call it a "sandwich" he's totally okay with that. Shouldn't I just be allowed to eat crackers in peace?