San Francisco Evening

What a terrific San Francisco evening! Becky and I at Kim’s place, along with her roommate, Katy. We did a little Costco shopping after sleeping late; then Becky and Kim did some Safeway shopping. Then Kim and Becky put together a great meal – pasta, salad, garlic bread, cantaloup and peaches, wine. We sat around the table with this fantabulous meal, made perfect by Jeffrey’s new second CD, “Pick It Up”. Wow, Jeffrey! The food and the music, a truly memorable San Francisco evening. After the meal we sat around in the living room, Jeffrey’s music still playing. I thought a cappuccino would top it off nicely, but Kim and Becky reminded me we have to get up early in the morning for Kim’s doctor appointment. So, I decided to at least post a little article here about a terrific San Francisco evening. Can’t get much better than this. And, wow, Jeffrey!

Fireworks!

Here are two firework pictures.

And of course Doug dancing with his daughters!

Turns out most of what I got was video and I have yet to upload those. Mostly because I haven’t checked out how to store photos on my website. But I have all the instructions ready to go.

I had a great time that weekend. I haven’t seen a fireworks display quite like that one since Disney World. I’m getting ready for Mom and Dad to come visit. I’m trying to tidy up the place and get rid of all proof that there was ever a cat in the house from all those cat-sitting weekends. At least it will be cooler than it’s been. 100 degrees in San Francisco, plus 65-70% humidity. Just like early summer in Kansas. Only we don’t have air conditioning at this old house.

The Fool Who Asks

Without going in to particulars, I’ll just say that I was recently struggling with a dilemma that was escalating to undesireable levels of psyhchological distress. It was a situation where I was trying to decide whether to ask for a special favor. I knew that asking would not only be futile, but would also be embarrassing and demeaning. On the other hand, if I could get the favor, it would be really great.

In the course of some number of days during which I agitated over whether to ask for the favor or just let it go and move on, I stumbled across a collection of “quotations” I had saved once upon a time in an obscure subdirectory on my computer. It was a pretty pithy and amusing collection, and included this:

“The person who asks may be a fool for five minutes. The person who doesn’t ask will be a fool for life.”

So, I picked up the phone and asked.

Turned out, my premise was totally incorrect. What I was asking for was routine and did not even amount to a favor – it was freely available to anyone, simply for the asking.

So, there y’go!