This is for all the doubters out there

I was walking down Market street at lunch and thinking about how badly I wanted a Dr. Pepper (my favorite soda of all the sodas). Not but one minute later, I almost ran into a man with a Dr. Pepper cart giving away free samples. Dreams can come true.

Now to happen upon the smart, successful boyfriend cart...

The joys of city living

Weird garbage appears on my street almost daily. Sometimes it's useful, like the chairs I brought in off the street. My roommates love that. But sometimes, it's just plain scary, like this larger-than-life plastic doll



If you can't get the size perspective on this puppy, that's a milk crate she's sitting in. Her head is twice the size of a regular human head. Just sitting on my street. Welcome to Hayes Valley.

Hats

I know what you're thinking. You're wondering, with all this music festival going and Lego building, if I still have time to knit. Well I can assure you that yes, I always have time to knit.

I'm developing quite the collection of hats. Here are my latest works:



I'm wondering if I should start a company selling hats online. Something like "Too-small, oddly-shaped head warmers by Audrey."

Treasure Island

I had an amazing time a the Treasure Island music festival last weekend.

With some of my favorite bands, like The Flaming Lips.



The Streets.



MGMT



And Beirut.


Not to mention some of the best views ever of my favorite city. Go San Francisco!

Love story

When I see views like this, I wonder if San Francisco can possibly love me as much as I love it.



Then I see views like this:



And this:



And I know that it does.

Oh, the woes of the San Francisco yuppy

I’m so hungry. But I can’t get into my kitchen to steam the fresh local organic veggies I bought at the farmers’ market because the cleaning lady is mopping the floor. Sigh. Guess I'll just go to yoga sans snack.

The second R

As a proponent of sustainability, I always try to reduce, reuse, recycle. So since I couldn't chose to not buy the bridesmaids dress for my friend's wedding in order to reduce (it was a gorgeous dress, Lizzie. I wanted to buy it). I could at least reuse it. By wearing it to the Burning Man Decompression party the next day.

It looked totally weird and out of place. In other words, it was completely appropriate for a party like decompression.

Go red dress! Perhaps I'll wear it every weekend.

Congratulations Lizzie & Drew

This weekend I got to be part of a truly San Francisco wedding.

I commend Lizzie and Drew for taking advantage of all this gorgeous city has to offer. From the Legion of Honor...







to City Hall...



to the lovely art at the Asian Art Musem.



Congratulations, you two. It was a gorgeous wedding and tons of fun.

Lego land

I visited my friend, Lindsay, at the Google office when I was in New York. I’d been to that office before, and while I’ve always been extremely envious of the Google cafeteria, this time I found something new in the office to covet.

Legos. They had tubs and tubs of them. I was jealous.

But while I was at my mother’s house on Sunday, I had an idea. I don’t need to work at some fancy start-up gone success to be able to play with Legos. In my many years as a child, I amassed quite a collection. A collection that my mother’s been keeping for her grandchildren. Well, her grandchildren don’t exist yet. So for now, I’m taking ownership of the odd conglomerate of childhood toys. Including plastic army men, Playmobile furniture, the odd die or domino, and many, many, many Lego pieces. Pieces from all different sets… spaceship doors mix with truck tires mix with medieval knights and castles. I love it. It brings back a very happy time in my life when my sister and I would stay up hours past bedtime creating entire Lego worlds across our bedroom rug.

Now with my legos and my knitting, my life has become extremely busy. When will I find time to do yoga? Do you think I can bill this as creative processing time?

Left my heart

I flew into SFO on Tuesday around noon. Sun rays shone through a patchy cloud covering over the San Francisco bay as we approached the peninsula from the south.

The elderly lady seated next to me looked past me out the window. "Doesn't look so nice out, does it."

"Really?" I replied. "I think it looks absolutely beautiful."

Nothing makes me remember how much I love San Francisco than leaving for a few weeks. It's really good to be home.