The night before fun is wonderful. There's so much to be said for the expectation of excellence. The anticipation of awesomeness. The hope of hilarity. Tonight all over San Francisco there are groups of people putting the finishing touches on their shopping carts, tying up loose ribbons, mache-ing their paper and arranging their bodypaint just so, all in preperation for the big day.

Bay to Breakers is tomorrow. The race starts at 8am, and by that time, we will be at the corner of Howard and 3rd, ready to go. So will a lot of other people. 50k in the race. Another 25k+ trailing behind them in a vast array of costumes, floats, get-ups and gear. Tiki bars will roll. Nudists will stroll. Humans dressed as salmon will swim up the stream of the madness, all the while chanting "Spawn! Spawn! Spawn Spawn!" Yeah, it's amazing. Nawlins has Mardi Gras. NYC has the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade. Pamplona has the running of the bulls. San Francisco has Bay to Breakers. The official instructions are rather hilarious once you see what actually goes on. Scroll on that last page to read some of the history of B2B. It was first run in 1912, and the first costumed participant was in 1940. It has only gotten crazier since.

I'm waking up at 6:30am tomorrow, and I can't wait!

Also, went to Amoeba today and put my money where my ears are. Picked up 4 albums by these artists: the boy least likely to, Gram Rabbit, Ambulance LTD, and Lyrics Born. I'm very pleased with the purchases. I could have spent so much more. New music is wonderful. Can't wait to get them on the 'pod really get in deep. After all, headphoned listening is really the only way to finesse the essence of a studio offering. Reviews will be forthcoming.

For now, thought it's port wine -> couch -> tv. Maybe SNL will even be funny tonight. Tomorrow check out mediajam. I'll be posting pix from my phonecam as we stroll, drink, laugh, hoot and holler. Ridiculousness is imminent. Debauchery awaits.