Yeah, I started this thread a long while back and it would appear I have had no adventures, but I have. I've just not posted about any of them, yet.
Tonight I had a mini-adventure in my own hometown. It was a pleasure and a 100% treat (in more ways than one) to get to meet BossRadio at the venerable and beautiful Palace Hotel in San Francisco.
Once upon a time there was one who was Not Afraid. Not Afraid was well versed in the social graces. Not Afraid's fame has spread to many kingdoms where she has many friends and no enemies. Having such a large circle of friends, Not Afraid advised Boss Radio (the Prince of our story) who was traveling far from his kingdom of Santa Monica that there might be a friendly face to meet in the far off land of San Francisco (especially since Strangler Lewis was too far away). After transmitting to him the super secret code numbers and sending him forth, she proceeded to key in the super secret code numbers to contact Snowflake and to give warning that the original chick magnet was coming to town.
Like two taxicabs slamming in to one another on Market Street, almost, Snowflake cabbed to the venerable and beautiful
Palace Hotel where she scanned the lobby and came upon Boss Radio enthroned in a very ornate chair.
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He was, said he, admiring the splendour of the Palm Court (splendiferous it is, too).
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Having quickly decided it would be more fun to talk and nosh and imbibe, rather than roam
the streets of San Francisco we adjourned to The Pied Piper Bar for noshing, imbibing and conversing. I also came to admire the Maxfield Parrish mural over the bar.
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Like the walrus, we talked of many things. Of people who are Not Afraid and the little childhood history of Boss Radio and €, both LSPE and EH1812 came up in the conversation (all good mind you, rest assured you, all of you, are universally adored). Boss Radio came also with sage advice for this would be writer. That was much appreciated. Princely wisdom, indeed.
Having decided that feeding some hunger would be a good idea, a delicious Niman Ranch burger was consumed by me (with the very best french fries, seriously, very delicious) and it's been so long since I recall having had a burger, this one, topped with cheese and the most delicious bacon, was a burger to be remembered. The Prince in the Rocky T-Shirt (vintage 1976) paid for dinner, for which I am indebted. It was a visit that afforded me great pleasure and (I think) a new friend. The food was delightful, the conversation was delightful, Boss Radio is delightful all in a rustic Baronial atmosphere that was a pleasure to indulge in (except when the place filled with the urbanites after work, who insisted on noisily trying to drown out our intimate conversation).
Our short time together was over far too soon, and next time, we will make it to the Cartoon Art Museum (which is RIGHT BEHIND the Palace Hotel).
If you want to see a cool site on the history of the Palace Hotel,
this is the place to go, much wonderful content if you love venerable buildings as I do. Much to recommend here.
A small adventure, certainly, but not without merit and one that will be remembered by me with much pleasure, once upon a time.