I just got out of a long, two year relationship with
Barack Obama. We had a
good thing going this summer, when he was so good about keeping in
touch by email. In the end, turns out all he wanted was money and
for me to constantly remind him that I would support him in
November. Since then, the emails have stopped coming and we've
completely drifted apart. It's probably best for both of us if we
see other people.
If today were
Tuesday, you could probably find me at
The Whistle
Stop. They had the brilliant idea to combine alcohol with board
games and Super Mario Cart. I'd say its a scientific fact that I'm
totally unstoppable on the life sized Connect Four.
On
the weekend, there's a good chance you'd run into me at
Triple Crown.
Good beer on tap, hamburgers and sausages to eat, and plenty of
pool, shuffleboard, ping pong and Foosball for everyone.
Any other day, you might bump into me at a restaurant in
Hillcrest or North Park, on a bike, sitting on my couch, running
through Balboa Park, underneath a laptop, behind a book, or just
hanging out with friends.