Every GM should have a little helper

Meet Mr. Monk. He belongs to Jose, the GM at the hostel. He's not much help, but he keeps the seat warm and sure made me smile when I walked in the office to say Hey. I hope he sticks around awhile. I like monkeys :)

under the bridge is a whole other world

Fort Baker, right under the Golden Gate Bridge. Loads of people fishing on the pier beneath that bright,bulbous moon ... little BBQs emoting heavenly smells into the night ... a couple sitting under a blanket watching a movie on a tiny laptop. Sweet date!
It was our last stop on a night full of unexpected treasures.

when it turns, you better be ready!

Haaa we missed it and had to wait cuz i ran out to take a picture & right then it turned green. Hahaa anyway. I'm having such a fun night... Rodeo Beach is the best on a full moon... Beautiful beautiful inspiring. Good to realize & appreciate that stuff.

He smiles and lights up the night

The full moon over the Marin Headlands, taken from my poopy phone... but look at that smile! Out on that beach tonight, my shadow blending with the waves rolling in, the wind blowing by. A Budweiser in hand, I walked the beach and gazed up at the moon... made some wishes, remembering to say YES and believe in what the future has in store: experience, adventure, and a whole lotta opportunity. Being alone on a section of Rodeo Beach, the moon shining down on me and the waves crashing in, helps me believe in all that is possible. This constant is something I am thankful for. The full moon illuminates the night - and helps us see what we fail to recognize and own.
It was our beach that night; no one else was around.

the wind blew and i was stoked

Nature makes me very happy, and driving less than an hour from the city to be in such a place makes all that poop, barf and general nastiness to disappear from my brain. The sun was out, the wind was blowing, and I was feeling it all.

What's the secret code???

So. Tonight I was going to go to some Solstice Celebration for some Witch Society that my friend Ariadne is a part of. She invited me last night but it all sounded too Renaissance Fair-y to me so I declined. She told me it was at Kirby Cove though, and then I was kinda reconsidering... THEN I remembered that it is a full moon tonight, sooo I decided, "Why not?"
Now, you may perhaps be wondering, "WTF with the witchy stuff, Nicki?"
Well, I'm not a witch, nor do I have any plan to be one. Although 2 astrologers told me that I am a good witch, but I have no idea what that means. I am however open minded and thought with the full moon in such a gorgeous place, it would be a cool way to spend my evening.
I declined on the flowy wardrobe that Ariadne was offering to me, and I am glad I did... not just for the reason that I'm not flowy like that, it was super windy - but also because...
Ariadne didn't get the code to get down to Kirby Cove!!! You gotta have the secret code to get down the hill to park or you're kinda stuck.
We waited to see if some witches were gonna go down who knew the code, but none came. I guess they all came on their brooms??
oooooo bad bad bad hahahaaaa
Anyway, we decided that since we had loads of rad snacks, beers and such, we would go Witchless and hang out in the Headlands on our own.
This is the shit I love - plans change, you go with it... and who knows what awesomeness will follow?

All this and the moon too

Waiting to see if we could get into Kirby Cove isn't so bad when you have a view like this.