Serenaded my family with this song on this foggy morning~ When the Lights Go Down in the City. You can briefly listen if you click HERE.
They found it humorous. Maybe it’s the brown fuzzy socks, cream robe, brightly colored floral gown and crazy hair. Or the operatic voice singing “Cit-ay.”
But, whatever.
I saw The Social Network last night. What a movie…what a story. True stories always leave me wanting to know more~ is this REALLY true? What happened in the holes? Where are these people now? Did they become friends again?
And in this one: Is Sean Parker really as awful as he seems?
The Social Network is the story behind Facebook and it really is a good movie. I don’t want to give anything away, but the friendship between Mark Zuckerman and Eduardo Saverin pert near broke my heart.
And yes, I have my opinions about Sean Parker, but will not say them here. After all, the whole trouble for Mark Zuckerman began with airing his opinions about his ex-girlfriend on a BLOG.
Moving right along…this foggy day…it makes me think of San Francisco and how I wish I could be there today. I’d go to Pier 39 and get Clam Chowder in a Sourdough Bread Bowl. I might buy a cute sweatshirt because I would have forgotten how chilly it can get. I’d laugh at the seals making all the racket and stare out at Alcatraz, thinking, I bet I could swim that…
I’d go down the road a little ways to Ghirardelli Square and look at the huge vat of chocolate being made while I eat my hot fudge sundae. I’d listen to a street band and buy their CD. I’d watch a man stand as still as a statue and wonder if I could catch him in a blink.
I’d drive down the crooked street and marvel that anyone could live on such a steep and busy road~ then marvel at the road’s loveliness when I got to the bottom and looked up. I’d look at each house, sitting so close to the next one and wonder who lived in such houses. And do they get along?
As the lights go down in the city, I’d take in the the beautiful city that has lots of ugly too, washed over by nightfall and made into a thousand shimmering twinkles of starlight.
I’d leave the City feeling full, fulfilled and exhausted from the sea air…and ready to go home.