Puppets & more.
Directions in downtown SF: “Go towards town, go towards the water….”
Right. Makes absolutely no sense to me.
I looked at it on a map. San Francisco is, like, on a peninsula. Surrounded by water, and, near as I could tell, all of San Francisco qualified as “downtown,” especially by my terribly suburban (rural, rustic, Texan) standards.
So I never did quite understand the directions.
Sister’s show was the something-something theater something. 25 Van Ness. Van Ness & Market, in case you’re wondering. I thought I was polite at the front door, with the ticket agent.
“So, is my sister difficult to work with?”
“Oh no, I’m from Texas, too. I know how to handle difficult women – she’s easy.”
