City by the Bay
Jul. 23rd, 2007 01:42 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
itsallovernowSo, San Francisco was wonderful (and thanks to everyone for your suggestions! We managed to incorporate, well... none of them, but they were welcome nonetheless.)
Friday, we took a tour that went to the Muir Woods and then through wine country. We hit three vineyards, the final being Gloria Ferrer where much (MUCH) champagne was consumed. Then we hit North Beach for Italian food.
Saturday was tourist nirvana - the Exploratorium and the Palace of Fine Arts, Fisherman's Wharf (beer. in the sun. by the wharf. My own nirvana.), and finally Chinatown and then Nordstrom's Anniversary sale.
Sunday, we had brunch at the Carnelian Room, which boasted on of the most spectacular views I'd ever seen plus many, many tiny adorable deserts and a lovely (if more or less traditional brunch.)
There are so many places to eat and drink, and while we went the tourist route (particularly after the concierge laughed at me when I mentioned the Slanted Door - laughed in the three week wait for reservations kind of laugh), we never had even a mediocre meal. I can't wait to go back. (And apologies again to![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
cofax7 for the no-show/no preplanning. Vacation with my mother is fabulous, but we'd been overenthusiastic in what we thought we'd be able to fit in!)
Last night was Writer's Lockin with the stay at home members of Shoemoney Haus (i.e.iamsab and projectjulie, and despite the lateness of my arrival, I still contributed 1500 words to the total. (As I told Julie though, it's not like they're fabulous words. Half of them will disappear on the rewrite. But still. Words.)
I've missed the Potterpocalypse. I'll read it later in the summer when I'm less overwhelmed by the aspects of my life that don't appear in print (i.e. work).
I also have the totally sexist theory that men don't write slash because men don't read subtext. Therefore, why would they possibly write something based on subtext. I base this wildly stereotypical assumption on the fact that I learn this lesson everyday. When I read an e-mail from a guy (and my day is mostly about e-mails from men), they only mean what they say, and I spend 10 minutes decoding what they mean until I remember they are saying what they mean. Head desk. Sometimes, being a girl is more work than it should be. I realize it's also my active (overactive) imagination, but it's sometimes a startling thought to remember that half the population takes a statement as king and doesn't speculate wildly on the absence of certain phrases or clarities or hints or keys. They just follow the actual words.
I'm also having one of those eras with my father where I realize my anxieties and my anger are still, very firmly, rooted in my own issues. (To bring it back to fannish canon, because I've been afannish recently, and I miss it, there's that moment in Look at the Princess when Aeryn expresses that she expected more from Crichton and he calmly tells her to lower her expectations.) My entire relationship with my dad is built on that concept. He disappoints me because my expectations don't have anything to do with him, but with me. Which sort of sucks, but is still true. And I have trouble verbalizing my expectations. I just have them.
Sigh. It goes back to the say it out loud thing, doesn't it? Say what you mean. Ask if you want to know. But gah, if you actually ask, then you risk hearing the answer.
Friday, we took a tour that went to the Muir Woods and then through wine country. We hit three vineyards, the final being Gloria Ferrer where much (MUCH) champagne was consumed. Then we hit North Beach for Italian food.
Saturday was tourist nirvana - the Exploratorium and the Palace of Fine Arts, Fisherman's Wharf (beer. in the sun. by the wharf. My own nirvana.), and finally Chinatown and then Nordstrom's Anniversary sale.
Sunday, we had brunch at the Carnelian Room, which boasted on of the most spectacular views I'd ever seen plus many, many tiny adorable deserts and a lovely (if more or less traditional brunch.)
There are so many places to eat and drink, and while we went the tourist route (particularly after the concierge laughed at me when I mentioned the Slanted Door - laughed in the three week wait for reservations kind of laugh), we never had even a mediocre meal. I can't wait to go back. (And apologies again to
cofax7 for the no-show/no preplanning. Vacation with my mother is fabulous, but we'd been overenthusiastic in what we thought we'd be able to fit in!)Last night was Writer's Lockin with the stay at home members of Shoemoney Haus (i.e.
iamsab and projectjulie, and despite the lateness of my arrival, I still contributed 1500 words to the total. (As I told Julie though, it's not like they're fabulous words. Half of them will disappear on the rewrite. But still. Words.)I've missed the Potterpocalypse. I'll read it later in the summer when I'm less overwhelmed by the aspects of my life that don't appear in print (i.e. work).
I also have the totally sexist theory that men don't write slash because men don't read subtext. Therefore, why would they possibly write something based on subtext. I base this wildly stereotypical assumption on the fact that I learn this lesson everyday. When I read an e-mail from a guy (and my day is mostly about e-mails from men), they only mean what they say, and I spend 10 minutes decoding what they mean until I remember they are saying what they mean. Head desk. Sometimes, being a girl is more work than it should be. I realize it's also my active (overactive) imagination, but it's sometimes a startling thought to remember that half the population takes a statement as king and doesn't speculate wildly on the absence of certain phrases or clarities or hints or keys. They just follow the actual words.
I'm also having one of those eras with my father where I realize my anxieties and my anger are still, very firmly, rooted in my own issues. (To bring it back to fannish canon, because I've been afannish recently, and I miss it, there's that moment in Look at the Princess when Aeryn expresses that she expected more from Crichton and he calmly tells her to lower her expectations.) My entire relationship with my dad is built on that concept. He disappoints me because my expectations don't have anything to do with him, but with me. Which sort of sucks, but is still true. And I have trouble verbalizing my expectations. I just have them.
Sigh. It goes back to the say it out loud thing, doesn't it? Say what you mean. Ask if you want to know. But gah, if you actually ask, then you risk hearing the answer.
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I didn't even know you were going to be here!
Date: 2007-07-23 09:24 pm (UTC)Let's try and get together next time.
Re: I didn't even know you were going to be here!
Date: 2007-07-23 09:31 pm (UTC)But I loved the city so much that I'll definitely be coming back for a city and fannish visit!!!
Re: I didn't even know you were going to be here!
Date: 2007-07-23 09:33 pm (UTC)Re: I didn't even know you were going to be here!
Date: 2007-07-23 09:41 pm (UTC)Yes, SF parking is evil.
Date: 2007-07-23 09:53 pm (UTC)Re: Yes, SF parking is evil.
Date: 2007-07-23 09:57 pm (UTC)And we had a marvelous, and easy time on the public transit this weekend!
Re: I didn't even know you were going to be here!
Date: 2007-07-23 09:49 pm (UTC)...
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So, when are you coming back? We can do a fannish weekend!
Re: I didn't even know you were going to be here!
Date: 2007-07-23 09:51 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-07-24 10:10 am (UTC)Also, I think you may be forgetting gay men and the long history of coded gay characters who were the closest thing to actual gay characters in movies before not that long ago. I wonder sometimes if there are not so many gay men in slash because there's too much history of reading between the lines, and now that there's actual queer media, slash is like stepping back in time. The subtext-reading skills are very similar. I enjoy reusing them in a new context, and certainly slash is a hell of a lot more celebratory than the sissy stereotypes & such of old, but not everyone feels the same.
I'm glad you had fun in SF & were not in need of more recs - I found the window with your post still open, waiting for mine, after you'd already left. I'll be crossing my fingers for a fannish visit someday. :)
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Date: 2007-07-24 04:42 pm (UTC)