Then, after having an absolutely lovely time making sugar skulls for Dia de Los Muertos at Corazon del Pueblo on International Blvd., as I was getting into my car, an SUV-ish type vehicle could not wait for me to close my door and decided to squeeze by....which wasn't possible and so practically took my door off. The door got munched - thankfully none of us was hurt - and the driver proceeded to speed off. Dummy. Did he think I couldn't see far away enough to capture his license plate number? So I waited for an hour for the police to arrive, and when they didn't, I had to hightail it home anyway because Scott and I were due in Nicasio (West Marin) for a fundraiser for Gavin Newsom. The good news is that we got there just after he did (even though we were an hour and a half late!) so didn't miss a thing. We then decided to drive back through San Francisco (stopping to eat at PlumpJack just to make it a
full-on Newsom-supported evening) and stay the night....(highly recommend the new Hotel Vitale at the Embarcadero), and this early a.m., Scott and I went for a walk over to Pacific Heights, and saw this car. Upon further investigation we discovered that it was a matching planter to one that still remained in front of the doorway of the large apartment building right on the corner where this car was parked. I would have felt tremendously sorry for the owner of this vehicle, however, I had (have) it fresh in my mind that I, in fact, will probably see this person in the insurance office first thing Monday morning as well. Like I said, strange weekend.....and there's not even a full moon.
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