So let's talk about yesterday, shall we? Yesterday was our tour day, so I decided it would be the best day to wear a dress. SPOILER ALERT. Today I have a HALTER BURN (first/last ever) and the burn though my necklace looks like titties on my chest (above the actual titty part). There's no point in even reading on now that I've shared that.

I'll continue anyway.

Angie showered me with the coolest gifts ever when I got out of one of the best showers ever. Monkey and palm tree salt and pepper shakers? A wooden horse to be painted? Bacon bandaids? Crazy cat lady figurine? AMAZING. I love her. Angie, not the cat lady. I am the cat lady. At least I will be soon. I guess she's amazing too. Oh yes I did.

We set our alarms nice and early to be awake and ready in time for the Super Sightseeing bus to pick us up at 8:50. We got to sit through all the hotel pickups and it was fun to see the city a little bit without having to walk it, and then we made it to the Super Sightseeing office to be "processed". After being processed, we climbed on the the short bus and found we were the last ones to get on board. We weren't there long, however, because the little bitch wouldn't start. Richmond the bald guy didn't believe John the driver and once he did, he did the sign of the cross and presumably said a little prayer for the broken down short bus. I don't know what happened to the short bus, but we got off and went on to a bigger, more comfortable bus, so I don't really care. We were running behind on the tour, so I'm pretty sure the part that got cut out was Danny Tanner's house. Dis. Appointing.

The tour showed us a lot of stuff we couldn't walk to: the Golden Gate Park, the Golden Gate Bridge, Twin Peaks, the Sears & Roebuck $10K pre-fab houses, and a lot of other stuff I already can't remember. We did learn that Coit Tower is actually named after a person and not a carpet-cleaning company. Also, it looks like a fire hose nozzle because the gal that willed the money for the tower had a little firefighter obsession. Can't say I blame her.

After the tour, which was way more comprehensive than I can recall, we grabbed a quick sammich and took a quick piss and got in line for the Alcatraz ferry. Alcatraz was incredible and far exceeded my expectations. The audio tour was unbelievable. So good, it was crazy. I also really liked the suspended seagull that couldn't fly because of the wind. Looked just like a darn kite. I bought three books about Alcatraz because I love books and there was a former prisoner there signing his book, so I got it signed. Talk about Mr. Personality. NOT.

Next, we hopped the ferry back to the city and this very well may have been there this beautiful red tan came from. When we were back city-side, we searched and searched for a cab back to the hotel and finally Xtina found one in an intersection we were walking through. When we got back to the hote, we beautified for dinner at Annabelle's Bar and Bistro. I had a deelishis $70 meal ($70 for just me, not all of us) and was able to down a 16-ounce ribeye, a twice baked potato, cauliflower, two beers and a full dessert singlehandedly. Happy birthday to me!

After dinner, we went to the Marriott bar, which I didn't know was the Marriott bar otherwise we wouldn't have been there, to have a pitcher of beer, enjoy the rockin' 90s music and chat up a Mississippi fella. When we realized it sucked, we moved on to the hotel bar for a couple of drinks, embraced our buzzes, and then went to sleep. All in all, it was a damn good birthday and I don't figure I could have made it even a little bit better. Oh! And I forgot to mention there was sunshine almost all day (excluding when we took pictures of the GGB), which may have been obvious by the sunburn bitching. Also, gas here is $4.55 a gallon, though I've seen it as high as $4.79 for regular. Ridiculous.

On the docket today is a bus tour to the Redwoods and over to Sausalito, which I hear is just adorable. Later, maybe a Giants game. Can't wait!