August 20th 2003
Sitting in front of the Slanted Door on the Embarcadero waiting for everyone to get here. Its Steve Foltz's goodbye party.
74 degrees out, the bay is blue with lots of boats.
I am very tired, no sleep last night. I keep having nightmares about Marc and wake up terrified, I have been e mailing Kent Miller about this.
Maybe some shaking beef and some spring rolls.
Here comes Tex.. walking down the street.. hard to miss that profile...
Beer sounds good now.