At a park over the weekend we found a see-saw. Josh thought he could improve the ride for us . . .
It may not look like much, but it felt like I was going to go flying off. Caleb was catching air every time it changed directions and I think Calvin ended up with a bruised tailbone. Tons of fun.
Fun in Chinatown. Fortune cookies, steamed and baked pork buns, bubble tea, fireworks, and weed. Yes, lots of weed all over SF. Since it’s “legal” in CA (with a medical marijuana card) every other yahoo on the street was smoking it. My favorite cover was the dude who had a cigarette in one hand, a joint hidden in the other and then he’d take a puff from joint and exhale while waving the cigarette around in case anyone was watching. But the nose knows . . .
hear no evil, speak no evil . . .
