passed away? Here's one solution, though can you imagine all the pitfalls, and your friends faces, when they receive "Hi, I'm dead" emails when you forget or are unable to log on for a few days? Wonder if they would also provide a virtual funeral?

Day off, I was good, but I still smelled of seafood...heh-heh

Lou's Pier 47, blues bar baby, and the night is simmering not only my crab in the kettle pot, but my also my ears which are blessed with good blues and soft lighting. Anchor Steam Ale and Porter, a cozy bar stool, and it looks like all my major vices have been covered: The San Remo hotel is a few blocks from Fisherman's Wharf, well within strolling distance. When I wasn't nibbling on fresh seafood, I rode the old trolleys all over the city for $3.00. The San Remo Hotel has an amazing winter special for $50, and was built in 1906. I would reccommend checking out their website. My room has a wooden armoire, wooden ceiling fan, old wash sink, and wooden floors. Its the kind of place that puts sandlewood soap out and a small box of raisins by your night stand. Enough lace to make any grandmother very excited. Next time I want to try the penthouse, it looks very private. Pull chain toliet, and impressive old tub, and a massage chair in the lobby. Nice.

Happy Easter! I made sure the Playboy Bunny left me some Ghiradelli milk chocolate in my room before I went to sleep.

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