the walk of shame

it's a bit like the walk of shame, returning here to troublonia after partying all night over at the Live Earth Blog. i know i've neglected you and i'm sorry. i just couldn't help myself. one thing led to another and then, well, i stayed the night.

the whole Live Earth thing was pretty awesome. liked the job. liked my cow-orkers. liked the show. liked writing the blog. the only thing i didn't like was getting wacko email from super wackos, but hey, wackos have to write to someone. otherwise they might lose their wacko street cred.

in any case, Live Earth is over; both the concerts and my gig. and i'm in San Francisco walking about familiar neighborhoods that are filled with unfamiliar shops and restaurants. i cannot believe how much turnover this city has had in just a year! where's Izumi, my favorite sushi place? gone. sob. lament.

my darling wife flies in today from melbourne and i'm excited to go fetch her from the airport. this is the longest we've been apart since we were married near two years ago. actually, since we were married, we haven't been apart for more than about 8 hours, so two weeks apart is kinda significant.

what i have learned from this wife-vacation is:
1) i miss my wife.
2) it's good to miss your wife occasionally.
3) i can very easily take over most of a queen-sized bed.

i'm also spending a bunch of time thinking about how i feel about america and san francisco. people ask me when i'm moving back and i really don't know (except not for at least three years unless something extra screwy happens). i think what i've figured out is:

i miss america, but not the american bits of it.