Pacific

Tuesday (San Francisco, house of Joe): Alarm went off, but I ignored it. Later, heard Joe moving about. Two cups of strong coffee, and some conversation. I did the dishes while Joe cleaned out his car in preparation for a date. He headed off to work. Shower. Cleaning. Laundry. Morning practices. Took a walk down the street and found a pizza place. Ordered a small, and walked around some more waiting for it to be created. MB called as I was paying. Back at Joe's ate. Guitar. Cleaned out the rental car a bit. Walked out and picked up a map at a gas station. Did some reconnoitering. Drove out to the shore. Just beautiful. Up the coast to a beach pull-off. A woman bummed a dollar off me. Later I saw her with a man with a long beard, and another guy who was playing guitar, the neck stuck out of the window of the RV. Drove along the south edge of Golden Gate Park, then along Haight st. Was magically dumped onto the road leading to the Bay Bridge. Almost got into an accident as cars slowed to allow a truck to enter from the right.

To the apartment of Jan, in Berkeley. Found parking. K and Jan were hanging out. Talking. K used a list of emotion words to tune into her feelings. The evil cat clawed my hand. Mgi called to say she was on her way. A little later, all three of our cell phones started ringing at once. Mine was Griff calling to set up our plans for tomorrow. Mgi arrived. After some discussion, we decided on Cafe Gratitude again. Walked out, a lovely evening. More yummy raw(ish) food in a very friendly and hip atmosphere. Pulling cards from the center of the table, Jan asked us two questions: Name one thing you love about your mother, and name one thing you love about your father. Later on, I talked about my distaste for "men's groups." After dinner, we walked back to Jan's saying goodbye to K and Mgi on the way. Settling in for the evening.