I just googled 'vicious bird.' My site is the #1 result.

I've been baking more bread.

It's looking like I will have blueberries from my garden this year.

CalTrain station.

Evolution of Palm Treo.

Today was 6/6/06. I'd been trying to come up with some event for this day but I couldn't come up with anything other than going drinking at St. Mary's Pub or other appropriately named bar.

As I was being dropped off for my morning train commute, I said, "If you're not here to pick me up this evening, I'll know you've been raptured." He didn't think that was likely because he had blasphemed the holy ghost, the unforgivable sin. Perhaps I would be the one to be raptured today. He told me to say "The Holy Ghost sucks ass." I felt very silly but eventually, I said it. Then he said "Now you're safe. Have a drink." and he handed me my morning tea thermos.

I spend a lot of time on the train.

This is my silver aran sweater in process.

This was a complicated taste test for the various flavors of Triscuit crackers.

This is from the train.

I'm done with the front and back of my sweater. Now I'm onto the first sleeve.

These are from my garden.

Today, we go in search of kittens. We failed. No kittens today.

This is a kind of a curry. Fenugreek. It's all about fenugreek.

On the drive home from the train, we saw a very tall, very thin man with a thin beard and long hair. He was wearing a gold lame cat suit and riding a stuffed pony in the middle of the road.

Only in San Francisco...

This is also only in San Francisco....this biohazard bag contains salt made from water in the San Francisco Bay.

My salt collection grows. This goes with my thyroid. I now have SF Bay salt, Himalayan salt, Hawiian salt and two kinds of Japanese salt.

Yesterday, there was a man on light rail with a chain saw. He was doing something with the blade. It looked like he was trying to clean something.

This picture was taken from Ocean Beach at sunset on the longest day of the year. About a dozen people showed up for our sunset fire at the beach.

We have kitten food and no kitties.

We have new cat toys and no cats.

This is sad.

I spent too much time in front of a computer today.

Now we have kittens. On our third trip to the pound, we found these two.

They don't have names yet. We're calling them 'black kitty' and 'grey kitty' or 'kitty' and 'kitti.'

Sock monkey hanging from truck

Grey kitty is the queen of the scratching post.

Grey kitty likes to pounce.

The kittens seem to have a thing for postal shoes.

Tonight, I was watching Asoka, a not-very-good Bollywood movie. About 1/4 of the way through the film, there was a dance sequence that looked and sounded VERY similar to the Passions Bollywood scene from last February. I think Passions took this Bollywood clip as the basis for the Bollywood dream sequence.