This time last year, I was hanging out with 6,000 free wheeling neo-hippies at Stonehenge, raging until daybreak to see the sun come up--only to be blocked by the misty fog. It was a hell of a time.
Tonight, I drink fine scotch at San Francisco's premiere speakeasy, Bourbon & Branch (yes a speakeasy:no sign, secret password, the finest drinks in town).
What are you Saturday night solstice plans?
Tonight, I drink fine scotch at San Francisco's premiere speakeasy, Bourbon & Branch (yes a speakeasy:no sign, secret password, the finest drinks in town).
What are you Saturday night solstice plans?