So, um…library takedown, trip to Oakland, massage, putting away library paintings, a first

dinner out down the street at Gaby’s, dinners out [or at least cooked] in the yard

and those daily morning walks

until Saturday, hey; pier burning!  Carboats fled and word has it that of course the price

of gas [Valero uses the pier] will go, um, up.  Of course…particularly since the whole thing will be cordoned off and out of commission for endless “investigations” as we “pay at the pump”.

Pain at the pump, como lo usual, but at least it all blew in the other direction and Sunday was

brightly sunny for the next fiesta; familial birthday day time with the Mystery Dink, the

octogenarian*, another taco bar [not shown, also including enchiladas], my very fetching

grandniece Gabriella and her dad, holding Bryan L. Moore at arm’s length [also seen in Kirk’s

commemorative slideshow with the late Lefty McDermitt] and, surprise [!], batteries,

though not suitable for the noir car Nick rented, were heavily subsidized, everyone survived not only cava and enchiladas but passion fruit raspberry tarts and hopefully a good time was had

by all as the next day the weather turned extremely windy and cold. Dark initially though then,

though still windy and cold, not so dark.

Too windy for an old guy to be out on a bike so walked about a bit in sparkling light

finding things in the alley…

always a good default, things in the alley.

[picture of MSM taken by L. Fleming; card and possibly Lefty and BLM by WK Moore; family below taken by special guest Tom Anawalt, 04/10/2022]

*T-shirt design by Izel Sandoval Fleming