i date a boy named Francisco

things are picking up with great pace and I'm completely unperturbed by their speed. i'll hop in a car with some of the greatest ladies this generation has seen and drive into the unknown (at least it's unknown to me.) What is this mysterious place you ask? San. Francisco. Yes, that day is a'comin' swiftly and with tangible force.We got our shit together finally after severaly "lap top sessions" at Panera and not before losing our minds to frustration and confusion. The word of the day, non,of the week, is YES.   Why San Francisco? I'll tell you kind reader, San Francisco has a certain voice that once heard by the adventurous ear cannot be denied. It's, and I quote one of my generational ladies "the best city in California." I guess the characteristics of the destination is up to the traveler, but with the statement, I can only agree whole-heartedly. It's the long stretches of road that gather the momentum that sends us hurdling forward and ending up exactly where we want to be. I'd follow them anywhere, but it just so happens that our calling was the same and we all heard the fog horns of San Francisco in the distance. To you, my dear readers, I say whenever you get the chance to take a roadtrip, jump at the chance and chomp at the bit, even if it's just down the road a couple of hours. There's no better way to tell who you'd spend the rest of your days with than surviving a long journey in the car with them. I look forward to it with every ounce of being and will document the trip with Nixon my Nikon. Stay tuned!