Deli Day: Alternative Uses of a Friday

Picture yourself waking up this past Friday. It's around 8am and already it has the makings to be one of those immaculate California days that drives up our property values. The kind of day that gives you the urgent impression that something great must be found to take full advantage of such a fantastic moment in time. Below is a list of things one might consider doing with such an opportunity:

-Fly a kite on the beach in Half Moon Bay
-Unleash your bicycle on a sun-dappled ride over Skyline
-Mix a handful of stiff drinks and grill up some dead animals
-Oil up and get a headstart on the tan of the season
-Feast on ballpark food while booing whoever's playing the A's
-Launch the convertible at Yosemite for dinner at the Ahwahnee
-Hop a plane to Las Vegas with nothing but a load of cash

As you can see, this sort of list could go on for quite a while, particularly when you are able to invest the entire day in any of these ideas. Well Jon and I already had an idea (on the back burner for a while now), and due in some part to me skipping town the next day, we had to put it into action.

Thus Deli Day came to fruition, and believe me it was everything we had hoped it would be. From the time we sat down at 9am to our final departure at 3pm, Jon and I split sandwiches, leered at townies, cursed the local journalism, and toasted ourselves for finding such a peerless use of one of my last days in the valley.