BYOB... Wheel

Bring Your Own Big Wheel, or BYOBW as the cool-folk know it, was how I spent the last half of my Easter this year. My 16 year-old son was baptized in the Catholic faith (15+ years a little late) that morning after Easter Mass. Since my older 2 kids were going to spend Easter with their father's side of the family, I really didn't have any plans. I decided to head out to San Francisco and see how crazy this BYOBW really was.

It was a gorgeous sunny day out in the City. No fog, no traffic, no idiot drivers. Perfect.

My friend Lisa turned me on to this event. Every Easter Sunday afternoon in San Francisco, people get dolled up and ride Big Wheels, toddler bikes or anything with wheels down a narrow, curvy street. I found a great parking spot facing downhill within a couple of blocks from the end of this race. Once I parked my STICK-SHIFT car and turned the wheels inward in a 90 degree angle, it hit me. SHIT. I have to get this thing out of reverse without stalling or hitting the car in front of me. DAMNIT!

Anywho, off I skipped with glee to witness grown-folk careen down the steep, curvy street looking like over-grown children on Big Wheels and such. I found a safe spot on the sidewalk to watch these crazies... in front of a utility pole - hehe!

--DAMMIT! Appointment to show homes to get to. Will continue later...--

(Days later - hahaha!)

Now, where was I? ... parking my stick-shift car down a narrow street within inches of the car in front of me... finding safe spot on sidewalk... Oh yes! There were TONS of adult spectators, but you would have thought they were kids on Christmas morning. The majority of us could not control our laughter as we watched in anticipation of someone biting it royally down that last sharp turn.

(This guy went down the hill in a heavy duty garbage can on wheels. I voted him Best Costume/Ride.)

The event doesn't last more than a couple hours. Winners are announced towards the end of the event as the last of the riders careen down the hill. Towards the end, we noticed riders going down the hill multiple times. I guess they don't have an issue with that, since it IS a free event. My friend Lisa and I are going to participate in this next year. I'm on a mission to find an AWESOME kids bike to deck out... and a costume.

My First Album

You gotta fight, for your right

Cassette Tape

Beastie Boys' "License to Ill" was the first cassette I ever purchased... at the flea market, so it was most likely a pirated copy. It was the best of both worlds: rock & rap.

My Top Celebrity Sightings

No autographs, please...

Hollywood

Tommy Chong - Noticed him at a Chicago airport waiting for our flight to LAX. I pretended to read while trying to get a better look at him in the lounge. Then I walked by him in First Class while boarding the plane and gave him a nod and a grin, but inside I was squealing with delight.



Heidi Fleiss - AVN Awards in Vegas one year. Celebrities galore. But as I was walking towards Heidi, I froze in amazement. This was, afterall, the Madame herself.



Cyndi Lauper - After the Pride parade in SF one year, she gave a speech and had an after-party at Blake's on Telegraph in Berkeley. Danced with her and some fans, and brushed up against her peacoat. I was tempted to lick her coat, but didn't want my fanatacism to show.

My Most Quotable Movies

My humor is like a box of chocolates...

Adam Sandler signature

"Popeye's Chicken is the shizznit." - Little Nicky

"Who do you think I am, Albert f***en Trump?!" Stealing Harvard

"It tastes so good when it touches your lips!" & "Your my boy, Blue!" Old School

"If peeing your pants is cool, then consider me Miles Davis." Billy Madison

My Most Memorable Birthday

Who you callin' old???

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My Dirty 30 was the MOST memorable birthday for me yet. I celebrate my birthday as my birthday MONTH, naturally. The celebrations started off with some Girls Night Out thing at a local dive with male strippers and ended with a nice dinner at favorite hometown restaurant, Cap's, with a Raider tailgate or two that may or may not have included beer bongs. I would give you details, but then I'd have to kill you.

Uhhhh... AWKward.

Buh-bye!

Buh-Bye

What makes an awkward moment so awkward is knowing you should end a conversation, but not wanting to insult the other person with your bluntness. First dates are the WORST! I learned quickly to arrange meeting at a loud, busy place that way the escape would be easy.

Will I Ever Go Back to School?

Back to school, back to school...

Miss Lippy

I'd love to go back to school just to continue learning and being challenged mentally. Could you imagine a 50 year old doing kegstands? Oy vay! I'd stick to the books.