'Money doesen't talk, it swears.' ~ Bob Dylan

at the Jungle Red salon in the Castro back in January I think it was.

as the sun goes down.

Well, FINALLY I have all my pics from the August 05 trip to SF in the gallery.
Boy, it certainly took me long enough, eh?

as he drops me off.
Like I said, it feels all too soon that Im leaving, but what a nice time I had so, I can't complain:)

here we come!
(It feels all too soon that Im heading back this way)

where I used to work.
Come on nostalgia! Work your magic.

Fog surrounding the Transamerica building. Now THATS more like it! (Those clear, sunny days when I first arrived were beginning to freak me out a little)
It helps bring on the nostalgia as we make our way to the Oakland airport.

while waiting to join Susanne for a drink the last evening Im in town.

Good food and drink, if you're looking for a low-key place to eat for dinner---which we were, after driving all over the world that day. Plus, its cozy and you get this nice etching of Dizzy Gillespie to boot.