This is Judy's friend, Keegan, and Judy said it was okay for me to post. I suppose I should start by explaining the title to this post. Last year, some good friends of mine were enjoying the Foster City fireworks display at my friend Laura's house which is situated on the San Mateo side of the Foster City-San Mateo boarder. We know this, because there is a good sized moat that divides the two towns. I say moat because this gives the better visual--It's actually a lagoon, but if I say lagoon, you might actually imagine a body of water you could swim in. I digress.
So there we were, sitting in the back yard, enjoying the view and the pyrotechnic display and several good bottles of wine. As the sky became dark again, we noticed several people out on the lagoon trying to be covert and failing miserably because they were drunk. So, to blow their cover, and because we were also drunk, but not covert or in boats, we started shouting "FOS-STER CITY". And, foerver more, this is how we announce our presence when arriving at Laura's house.
Unfortunately, Laura is moving back to Los Angeles, but I am going to move into her place to keep the tradition alive.
"Tell me that we belong together,
Dress it up with the trappings of love.
I'll be captivated, I'll hang from your lips,
Instead of the gallows of heartache that hang from above"