Grateful Dead and the new bestest bestest bar....

You are reading this correctly - yesterday, Shaun and I checked out the Grateful Dead house. It's a landmark here in San Fran. Uh, not much to say, except it was purple. Not sure if it was purple when the Dead lived there (probably), but it was definitely purple now. We weren't exactly sure where the house was located on Ashbury, but we followed the crowd of people in Pink Floyd t-shirts, and eventually found it. Terri, don't be jealous.

After checking out the Dead house, we continued to explore the Haight-Ashbury area. This is the area we want to live in - so we did what we always do when getting ready to move someplace - we checked out the bars. And we found the new bestest bestest bar. The bartender rocked - she knew where to get a tattoo, where the best Indian food in Haight was (Randy, don't be jealous), and where to see the best drag show in town (I'll have to do this after Shaun leaves). She also bought us a round (which made us instantaneous friends) and poured the fabulous Brad-the-man a shot that was like 3 shots in 1 glass. What can I say? I think I love her.

And in case you didn't read my blog yesterday - somebody really should come visit us.

--K