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The songs will write the words. A rivulet of unconventional aesthetics.


Last night: cocktails at the Alembic Bar and then sandwiches from Ike’s Place; beautiful.

Felt (and maybe heard) a short, tiny earthquake!

The main ad and the top story on the NY Times web site are both about southern college football teams. Irony?

Saw ‘The Road’, another bleak gem from Cormac McCarthy, last night at Lumiere, a charming little triplex on California St.

lunch at farm:table — yummy butternut squash & cider soup with mixed greens & pomegranate salad.

After many hours of testing followed by careful deliberation, I am now sure that tire chains are really annoying and mostly unhelpful.

It’s finally snowing!

So if it isn’t actually snowing but there are several feet of accumulation on the ground, does it still count as a white christmas?

Ritual Kenya Kiamabara in my cup at 7000 feet. Balanced and complex Kenyan with a little fruity kicker. Beautiful snowy mountains outside.

Finally escaped San Francisco! Traffic over the Bay Bridge was just ridiculous.

Enjoying the unexpected opportunity for the use, once again, of my puffy coat…

Only 750 miles today. I-70 through the Colorado Rockies is just breathtaking.

920 miles today. Hello, Kansas.

Whole leaf Yorkshire Tea poured from a teapot. With Crumpets!

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