So, after getting home way too late after drinking way too much for religious reasons, I'm now at work, preparing to fly to San Francisco for one night. Flight's at 6, conference crap all day tomorrow, then fly back at 8 tomorrow night. AND I'm going to be in San Francisco during Passover....yes, being surrounded by the best sourdough bread in the world and not being able to eat any of it is a special kind of torture.
But it's not all bad. Turns out my company is cool (this is one of many reasons it's cool) and if you've got an after work flight, they let you go home at 2 to get ready. So that's nice. And I'm working on convincing my partner in crime that's going with me to hit up
this place for dinner, which is walking disatance from our hotel. That'd make it worth it.