"But maybe the sneering anti-bubblers are right. Maybe S.F. is an entirely pointless, disposable, disease-ravaged wasteland full of perverts and icky gay people and used-up liberalism and way too many amazing organic-produce markets and yoga studios and wine shops and fetishwear outlets and Pulitzer Prize winners and a coastline to nourish your soul."
Also: My father will be arriving on a visit from Nebraska for the first time since I've lived in California (six years) in...oh, um, 8 hours.