It's weekends like this that send me into a deep depression that I haven't moved back to San Diego yet.

In case you are at a loss of what to do this weekend San Diego has provided you with a million billion options not including those that we haven't mentioned or those that are ALWAYS there to do. I'll go crawl into my hole for the weekend... send me a post card.

Julian has a need for apples and beer (and wine).

Coronado has a need for speed.

La Mesa has a need for brat, beer and lederhosen.

So does El Cajon.

And Ocean Beach.

Pacific Beach has a need for explosions.

The Trolley Dancers just want to dance.

Women just want to make films.

The Ken Cinema wants me to embrace my nerdy side.

And Mike Press found the La Jolla of the east!