San Francisco - Sailing
I had some great fun today sailing out and around Alcatraz in the San Francisco bay. We headed over to "Sam's", a bar on the water with a dock built into the side of it, a place full of hot bikini-bound women who love to hang out to gold-dig rich men with large boats.We were invited aboard a huge all-wood power-sail boat to drink and socialize with a group of 30-something socialites. It was interesting although I was at a loss with all the use of sailing terminology. Every rope and piece of the boat has a fancy name...
That's Alcatraz in the background:
Labels: business trip
posted by Blight @ 1:47 AM
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yeah, it's just sailing now... soon it'll be laughing over falling bond prices, buying national parks to build golf courses and eating stir fried mice babies...
Brings back memories from my cycling trip from Port Angeles, Washington to San Francisco before I got married. We ended up riding with a guy from Portland who was going to Oakland to visit his brother who lived on a sailboat in Oakland/Alameda. He also used it as a tour boat for going around the Bay area. Well...we were invited on to spend a couple of nights with them. We slept on the deck. They took us for a tour of the Bay. It was awesome.
Mind you we didn't have hot babes in bikinis on board.
No stir friend mice babies, no deal!
He's wearing the white shit to say, "Hey, I'm laid back!"
His laid back nature will be cold comfort for the hundreds of immigrant families who will eventually live in his slums.
Power corrupts. Sailboats corrupt absolutely.
Ah I just got back, and it was great.
You know the cool thing about sea water? When it sprays in your face, it gets in your hair. And when it gets in your hair, it makes your hair stiff as if you used hair spray or gel.
I didn't do my hair that morning, but by the time I got to Sam's it looked like I had styled it all crazy like.
The two guys that had us on their boat were both police officers for the Richmond area of SF. They thought they were amusing when they said "shots fired... black male last seen running ..." everytime a starter's pistol went off.
It was, the first couple of times. There were sailboat races going on though, so I heard the "hardy-har-har" joke more than enough times.
There was no caviar on our boat, only delicious sandwiches from Safeway, chips, and Tecate beer from Mexico.
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