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Tuesdays with Gooley- Episode 16 : LIVE FROM SAN FRANCISCO
Today, Gooley, HMM and Numbers One thru Three will be driving the PCH.. Look for live updates on Facebook throughout the day with a photo recap here tonight!
It’s SHOWTIME!!
okay…so…it’s gonna have to be Wednesday with Gooley… and we are exausted. and kind of lit. and my back is KILLING me……. soooooo… we are gonna play a little game of pass the laptop….
Starting NOW:
HMM: First leg.. our hotel to Gooley hotel. Top down. Temp 60 degrees. Traffic: shitty. Quick tour of Gooley’s old stomping grounds…then to stock up with picnic wares at the Safeway. Holy Clusterfuck Batman. The End. (also…drove Golden Gate Bridge.. got to Muir Woods… we don’t like crowds and we left)
GOOLEY: Watched cartoons from hotel room for two hours waiting for chariot to arrive. Then up and down the streets of San Francisco with screaming boys and an even louder screaming Mom. Oy Vey. Safeway with kids and baskets and cookies and cherries and wine and cheese and more screaming. Then – with an economy of words – TERRIBLE transaction process.
HMM: BB is gonna be pissed that we didn’t go to Muir Wood as he already explained to my children the importance of a spiritual experience amongst the redwoods…. well..too bad… too crowded..can’t do it.. proceed to Muir Beach, Stinson Beach, Tomales Bay and Point Reyes…. The Eastern part of Point Reyes was 75 degrees. The WESTERN point of Pt. Reyes was 51 and windy as hell and holy balls….. it was crazy…
GOOLEY: Quick back in time to Monday night dinner. We sit down and the conversation starter erupts from Number 2 to Big Balls, “Mom got up at 6am and wanted a beer.” HMM’s LOUD retort, “It was 9:30 and we were on a boat!” BB rolled his eyes for the first time – His eyes hurt now. Yeah, Big Balls had a whole Spiritual Experience planned for us to dance with reckless abandon in the Redwoods. It didn’t happen. We had wine on a picnic bench instead. And a lot of screaming.
HMM: He’s full of shit…we didn’t scream that much and BB and I are in love.. so he can kiss my ass… Anyhoo……where were we?? (that’s a lot of W’s)…. Okay Point Reyes.. possibly my favorite place on Earth… however today… the smell of cow shit was tempered by the increasingly strong winds coming from the Pacific…. so while we were able to breathe in the convertible, the boys’ tears (as they cried from being cold)…froze on their cheeks… cuz that shit was CRAZY cold, windy, beautiful, amazing. awesome and worth it…… Note: temp rose back to normal within minutes of leaving the point.
GOOLEY: The temperature rose and fell at the same rate and intensity of HMM temper – Did I mention screaming? Love her, mean it. So, Cold as a witches tit in a brass brazier at Point Reyes. We pulled off to a secluded beach with no tourists and set the kids loose on the beach. THEY LOVED IT. They played with a large chunk of asphalt for an hour while we drank wine. I know – asphalt. wierd and special.
HMM: I did NOT scream that loud NOR did I lose my temper as much as normal… WTF Gooley?? I thought we had a great day!! Fucktard… Anyhoo…. we left the witches tit, headed north to Bodega Bay… where we had a picnic (ie: $12.00 cheese, fancy bread, fresh fruit, etc) in a trailer park.. on the water… listening to barking seals… apparently invisible seals ‘cuz we just could not locate those mother fuckers… .. I pooped in the fanciest trailer park bathroom in all of the land…. … Got cold.. had to leave.. 4:18 pm… 60 degrees…. Drove East…. 4:32 pm…. 90 fucking 8 degrees….. 5:00 pm…. 106 degrees.. California is CRAZY.
GOOLEY: She really did enjoy that bathroom. Between that, the temperature changes, and her bad back I believe I am seeing some version of aggression menopause kicking in. It’s priceless. Even the ninjas were cutting loose in the convertible getting a dose of California magic we jetted up the coast.
HMM: Gooley thinks he’s being playful.. Maybe that’s why the boys in college thought I was a bitch. Cuz Gooley is redonk… My version is that I
amwas awesome and patient and supermom today.. My kids LOVE their Uncle Jim…. They busted his balls all day… seriously.. either he was 10 or they were 40….either way the humor was spot on… it was a phenomenal day . with phenomenal people…Our last stop of the day was at the Whole Food Market is Sebastopol… You’ve seen Gooley describe this town before. I assumed he embelished. He did not. The first thing I saw upon parking was a 50 year old man in a ponytail on a unicycle. Then a line of bare feet. Then a line of dirty feet in Teva sandles. Then a Tarot card reader. THEN the entrance to the market. I whispered to Gools ”Wow.. that was a lot of dirty feet”…. THEN I saw too many white girls with dreadlocks, hippie skirts, birkenstocks,and handmade of dresses, The market was PACKED.. except for the soap and shampoo aisle…which were EMPTY… did I mention that we were at said market ‘cuz Gooley “ran out of soap”….. ?????? Me: So… You just get wet? Cuz..if you don’t have soap…you didn’t really shower”… Him’: I’m clean. Me: Nope.. Noper you are certainly not clean. Him: don’t be judgey Me: i love you. and you”re gross. Big Balls ”That’s not even my first complaint” Me: I now love BB more than Jim”. The End.
GOOLEY: Yes, we did have an awesome day. Yes, the kids are unbelievable and she is an amazing Mom. The family dynamic is just that - DYNAMIC. I will never forget this day. Let it be noted, I WAS THE ONLY ONE TO SHOWER THIS MORNING. On top of that, my hotel room had a free sample of AXE body spray. After figuring out what it was, I used it liberally – just for her.
HMM: I showered today.. but did NOT clothes to wear manana… so … tomato/ tomaaato……
Seriously.. amazing day with amazing peeps. At one point one of the numbers asked “Mom..who do you like more? Daddy or Jim?” I said ” Huh….. well… I LOVE Daddy more… of course.. but I sure do like your uncle Jim :}
Except for that was 3 hours ago and this will never end.. Thanks for reading. voting… we love ya… see you soon.
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Insert big words and fart jokes here.
I’m enjoying the day already watching cartoons in a an SF hotel room waiting for them to pick me up. Sad or funny?
I’m going to go with sad.
I woke up to pee and found this and a text from the wonder twins. I’m not conscious enought to write a real comment.
I will dream about Gooleys guns tonight.
“I now love BB more than Jim.” Granted, we have never met, but (thanks to my crafty imagination) I could hear you say that in my mind. It was hilarious. Creepy? Maybe… but I laughed thus making it a good start to the day. And that’s what counts.
Oh my god can you guys freaking chill? I dont know why but it seems you guys were out of breath writing this or maybe it was me trying to keep up. WTF cant you guys just fucking relax? You did more in one day then I have done in ’12.I need to take a nap now.
My wife yells at our three kids and they can care less. I can whisper or even use hand signals and they jump. The early beer confession from your son was priceless. Its amazing how those truthful little minds can get us into a spot. Love the boat comment…how true. There is no inappropriate time when you are on one.
And you really think Jim JUST NOW ran outta soap? Please Hot Mom Mess gimme a break….This vacation is not for the feint of heart. Alien worlds colliding but held together by love,respect,admiration and like spirit. So glad you found the time to enjoy life together once again.
Btw…and I know this will piss you off but its not the only reason I am saying it. You WERE screaming…I have to agree with the dude
But I can also believe that you dont think you were. Dont give up your sunglasses Jimbo…That bitch will lose them before you hit your next organic farm…..
So fun! Making lasting memories…(and lasting impressions for future therapy sessions). I know your boys loved every second. And I can also see how number three loves BB the most. Good times. Thanks for sharing
nothin wrong with a beer at 6am, you just keep “boating” till you get sea-sick.
Well, she did scream but I made it sound much worse than it was. After 12 hours and 12 drinks my head hurt…mostly from laughing! Watching her in Sebastopol was priceless. The whole foods truly is the hippie epicenter of the known universe. Can only be seen to be believed. Full immersion.
Dan and Jody…any beers we drink at 6am will be from staying up that late! See ya next week!