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Addendum: That night (OK, last night), on a bowling date* with a guy** I'd met through an online personals system I'd formerly eschewed+, he casually mentioned that a friend of his who'd seen my picture surmised that I was some sort of tree-hugger because I was wearing a fisherman's hat in the photo. Oh, and I was kind of scruffy.

Did I become some sort of soft-headed Californiite without knowing it? What's going on here?

*Lessons learned: #1, a rum & coke at W will set you back $8; #2, the Yerba Buena alley doesn't hold a candle to Albany Bowl++; and #3, Dave's is pretty clean and cool for what looks like a dive bar (3rd St., just off Market). Oh, and #4 (not news to anyone who has ever driven around there), finding parking in Upper SoMa in the early evening is maddening.

**On the plus side, he's tall. On the minus side, he smokes and he talks about astrology seriously. Guess the outcome.

+I just happened to check for responses a few weeks back. It was a moment of weakness.

++(It's a working-class pastime--playing no music and shutting off the beer tap at 10 pm are not fun. And the point of black lights is that they should be functioning.)
peachy as always, Mike at 4:28 PM