Saturday we spent the day wandering around downtown San Francisco to see all the holiday decorations and get into the Christmas spirit (as much as it can feel like Christmas in California). We wandered all over and checked out the new mall. Crowds take too much out of me and I was dealing with the results of an open bar at the company Christmas party, so I gave up in Bloomies. So there I was, bleary-eyed in the middle of the make-up department when I had a vision of a redhead in glasses wearing a black Public Enemy hat. No, not my Brendon, but Trey Anastasio! And what do I do in my tired state? Stop dead in my tracks with my mouth agape pulling at Brendon, gasping “I think that’s Trey Anastasio!” And given that we were in Bloomies, no one else around us knew what that meant sadly. Otherwise, I would have come to my senses and gone into stalker mode to get a picture of my two favourite redheaded men together. And I was right, it was him. He was at the Warfield this weekend. Oh well…Happy Christmas!