Hiatus

So, let's get back to that SF restaurant list next week, as it is already the middle of this week.

I keep thinking of funny things to put up here and then forgetting them. I will have to imitate Elder A's dad and go about with 3x5 cards in my pocket to jot down my musings.

Here is an amusing thing--a couple of nights ago I had a dream about my dad and I fighting a zombie ogre mage outside this little cabin in the woods. We were all got up like D&D characters with swords and studded leather armor, and we could jump around like the rope-fu guys in the movies (onto the roof, off the roof, right over the head of the ogre, who was about nine feet tall). Dad left in the middle to go get a spear or something and I woke up before he got back, so I guess it ended in a draw.

The really funny thing about all this, of course, is that Dad was a FIGHTER! Wow, how weird is that?

[Inside joke with an audience of one. I love you, Dad. ;)]