San Frantastic. I am in my final day of vacation, which is fine because I've had a good time. San Fran has been good to me.

On Monday we went to Amoeba Records and bought a few too many CDs, but it's ok because we're on vacation. The two I'm most excited about is my B. Fleischmann and Yuka Honda discs. They'll make more a good plane ride home. We also cruised around Haight/Ashbury and bought some HaOF t-shirts. The evening was Ben Folds and the solo show was way better than I had hoped.

Yesterday was a trip to Stockton, CA to check out UoP for my sister. She's in the homestretch in the college search. It was a nice campus, but not my thing. Last night: sushi. Oh yeah.

Today was the obligatory trip to Fisherman's Wharf and then In-n-Out Burger, the best fast food joint in the country. Since my sister was illin', I dropped her off to find a new planner and do some general clothes shoppin'. I also managed to pick up a copy of the Andrew WK disc (I couldn't resist having that cover).

That's about it. Time for pasta now. Airplanes tomorrow.