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Trolling
Treasure Island
My pal Cesar lives on Treasure Island. He invited me to his
Halloween party and Irwin offered to drive, so we found ourselves
heading over there about 11:30. We got a late start coz we
watched the TV coverage of the celebrations in the Castro
and then Irwin suggested we rummage round for something to
wear. Lucky for him I've got a few bits and bobs scattered
about. I dressed him up as "The Invisible Pedestrian"
in a black wig, mask and jacket to match his black trousers
and shoes. Then I dug out my Christmas antlers and my souvenier
nose from 1997's Red Nose Day. It's my favourite British holiday
and all the money went to charity so I got a couple of furry
red noses.

We dashed out the door and I left the directions, but luckily
I wrote the address on the invitation so we kinda knew where
we were going. Neither Irwin nor I had been to Treasure Island
before. It was built for the 1914 Exposition. The island is
totally flat and jutts off of Yerba Buena Island. Both comprise
the eastern edge of San Francisco County. The US Navy decomissioned
Treasure Island a few years ago. There are quite a few apartment
complexes on the north side, but the whole east side is apparently
unused military buildings.
Spooky Tour
What could be more spooky for Halloween than a midnight tour
through a boarded up, derelict collection of WW2 buildings.
We had the roads to ourselves and every new turn seemed to
bring us to yet another set of buildings perfect for a murderous
rampage. Instead of seeing Jason or Freddy however, we eventually
found a trio walking to a party. Lucky for us they were friends
of Cesar's flatmate and told us where to park.
The
Party
Things were in full swing by the time we arrived. My pal Mike
was playing some cool tunes and we found Cesar (pictured at
left) in the kitchen mixing up some island style drinks to
match his cast-away costume. We couldn't stay long because
driving around took most of our time and Irwin had to get
back to Mountain View, but we had a great time.
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