There were two ways I would have really fit in down at the Golden Gate Park tree-lighting ceremony tonight. Had I been looking to score some dank smelling weed* from one of the feral-looking tweakers at Haight & Stanyan, that would have been timely. Or had I been the lesser half of a wholesome looking couple sporting one or more childrens (aged four to six) doing some civic tree tourism, that would also have been ok. I am neither of those things. Regardless, a nice night for a walk, and despite a near-trampling, pretty cool police horses.
*and/or get shot ala Brandon Evans. The worst part about getting shot in the park (besides dying) is you know you’re going to get railed on as an idiot by sfgate commenters for being in the park at night.
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