Being in San Francisco Inspires Me to…

koi stencils on haight street in san francisco…make and carry stencils.

heart stencil on haight street in san franciscoSeriously.

zines copy shop sign san franciscoTo make zines! (Granted, that doesn’t take much. The only thing I lack these days is time.)

colorful houses off haight street in san franciscoTo live in a beautiful cake.

extremely ornate house off haight street in san francisco…to live in a freaking work of art.

very very ornate house off haight in san franciscoDude.

mission-drug-poster…to make silly bullshit, make a bunch of copies, and post them everywhere.

mission-cereal-poster…to eat cereal.

golden-gate-park-rainbow-steps…to own a big rainbow staircase. In pretty much any context. I can live under it like Harry Potter, I don’t care.

golden-gate-park-musicians…to lay in the grass and talk for a while. (No, not to dance. I am not shy about dancing, not even a little, but San Francisco and I diverge in that I do not do it in the full daylight in a park. No.)

fishnet legs on haight street in san francisco…to think about Bourbon Street.

the alembic bar, san francisco…to drink cocktails made to be paired with Girl Scout cookies. One of the only regrets of my trip is that I’d already reached my booze threshold for the evening by the time we passed The Alembic. (That I reached it by splitting a couple wee pitchers of sangria at Cha Cha Cha makes it almost worth it. Almost.)

And also:

  • To drink more awesome beer. That’s a greater quantity of awesome beer, I mean – not beer of increased awesomeness. I’ve got that down. But San Francisco? Also has their beer game nailed.
  • To get a job that pays a lot more than I make now (ah, the life of a writer)
  • To be a character in Tales of the City, which I surely need to go back and finish reading

This was my fourth or fifth time going to San Francisco, and for some reason, it hit me so much closer to the heart this time. Now I get to figure out what to make of that.