644. A new bar has been set.

Remember the man from my yoga class? We've hung out several times since I objectified him in this post. (By the way, his response to my post? "Sounds like fun. Let me know if you still need a living sculpture.") Fun, funny, wise, intelligent, aware, engaging... Would I be breaking any laws if I clone him? I wouldn't be greedy about it. One would be plenty for me.

Most recently we went to San Francisco for a few hours. We lost track of time during a late lunch and our original destinations, the DeYoung Museum and the Conservatory of Flowers, were closed by the time we arrived.

Still, it was a parfait day.

The Canvas Cafe on Lincoln Ave., across from Golden Gate Park,
is a great place for a casual meal and date.

The Conservatory of Flowers tagged by
an evil sidewalk chalk gang.
They wrote: "It's hot in there. I'm serious."

Taken through, and looking into, the misty glass of the Conservatory of Flowers.

The Murphy Windmill at Golden Gate Park.

Monday was my last night at mediation. My teacher suggested we go play pool. I wasn't so lucky this time around. I lost in a big way. Thankfully, the bar had a Monday night special, Olympia beer and a shot of whiskey for $3.50.

The world's largest shot glass. A fine example of the
inverse relationship between quality and quantity.

On Sunday evening, I went to a crab feed:

Yum. Me with some friends, our crab feeding gear
and fresh crab from Bodega Bay.

Saturday was a wonderful day. I spent it with my 11 year old niece! She is a chip off of the old auntie tree, because not only do some of her favorite things include chocolate and books, but life is a series of comedic events for her, too. The two of us together for a day created enough material for several blog posts. Stay tuned.

And yet I'm still packing! Just a couple more days until my road trip to Louisville, Kentucky begins, followed by a flight out to Dublin, Ireland. I wonder what the weeks and months ahead have in store for me? I should stay tuned as well.