26 years old is half of 52 - which is to say, I had an excellent birthday. I started my day with a walk in Diamond Heights wherein I saw that most suburban of fixtures - the playground/stripmall. If you can't get frozen yogurt and takeout chinese immediately after swinging, what's the point? The point is catfish and mashed potatoes at the Lucky Penny. Not to mention a trek into the foggy Presidio for some serious bowling.
3.24 pm
