My brother's getting married tomorrow to a fabulous woman, I'm looking forward to a long, enjoyable union for them. Families on both sides have gathered for the event, Marci, my soon-to-be sister-in-law, spent the day ferrying family from the airport to San Fransisco. My job was a bit easier--gather my parents and entertain them for the day. Here are some highlights:

The 'homeless' guy with a sign that said 'homeless, hungry, anything helps' who stood up at the end of his workday, put his sign and milk crate into a free newspaper dispenser, walked to his car and drove home.

Riding a full cablecar uphill and trying to hold on for dear life while pretending that the experience was charming.

Sitting through a carful of family with driving tourette's--"turn here! No! Now, turn here."

Meeting Marci's fabulous parents, both of whom entertained me to no end. The best quote of the evening "that Jeb Bush's wife! Someone should hide her under a teepee," followed only by "if you don't take this leftover cake home, that's a sin." I took the cake home.