I suspect he knows there are big protests coming and he wants to scare people away from them.

Yeah, next weekend.

I was supposed to meet a friend this morning to go take photos but it’s so hot and sunny we decided to cancel. Then I tried to go walk over to cheer my friends on playing soccer, but I’d written down the wrong location—they were across town. Oops.

Well, bummer, meara. I hope the rest of the day turns right way up, even if it's just, like, reading a good book with doggo on your lap.

We went out for breakfast at new place where the woman serving us totally turned around what was king of a meh welcome from the front staff. I mean, I don't ask a lot, but they were kinda... not interested, or something? It was weird. Maybe just overwhelmed. Anyway, we sat at the bar to eat, and she was just super great. Nice google review coming up, Demitra. Food was good, too.

Rainy day. Did some job application work, and now I'm going to read some.

I've been enjoying ScolaFest 2025.

Last night we headed out to the Royal Cuckoo Organ Lounge (way out in Bernal Heights), where we saw Steve Lucky (on organ) and Carmen Getit (guitar) play an eclectic mix of groovy jazz ("One Mint Julep," "Watermelon Man" et al.).

On Friday we went over to see megan walker for a game night and socializing, where we played Ticket to Ride - San Francisco. I came in second!

Game night with Scola and Sylvie! I’m so envious.

Congrats on your promotion, meara! I’m sorry it came accompanied with migraine yuckiness.