(Actually, it was more like 18 hours.) Last Thursday, I met up with a dear friend of mine who was spending a couple days in San Francisco. Given that we hadn't seen one another in months, and that she had flown more than 20 hours from her current home in Brazil to arrive in California, I wasn't about to miss her visit. My friend, ever the social architect, had planned a "girls' night out." I, ever the social misfit, was happy to take part. Here's a peek into our soiree, along with a few random thoughts from yours truly.