Dick's International

I needed a hair cut desperately, it was suggested that I head over to Dick's International. Best hair cut ever. Playboys and Hemmings Motor News strewn about. $12. And, a straight razor shave.

Just as we reach the Sweeney Todd part I hear from a door, "Daddy, Daddy" and little kids rush in to greet their father. Kids scare me already (this is an established fact) but kids and razor blades to my throat bring this to a new level. I already couldn't swallow for fear my adam's apple would be spliced in two, then these little moppets flood in, buzzing around like gnats. I survived, but barely.

My friend Cat from Atlanta just moved to SF. We met up to window shop in the Downtown Union Square area. I have now been to 7 Ralph Lauren store across the country. I should inquire about sponsorship. We got hungry and said we would stop at the first place we saw. We were so lucky to find the The California Pizza Kitchen. My cheeseburger pizza was so fresh.

We actually went to the second place we saw Tadich Grill. It is California's oldest restaurant. Established in 1849. It's 160 years old. Sitting at the 80 foot bar I had a perfect Manhattan, crab, oysters, herring and so on. The motto of the place is "The Original Cold Day Restaurant" which was rather fitting considering it was about 55 degrees out and windy. At the end of the night I walked back past jazz clubs, people kissing, hipsters, tourists, the Cartier store, criss-crossing cable cars. If I get stuck here, I suppose that would be OK with me.