As it happens there was a planned outing with the usual crew after the class, they assembling at Harrington's in San Francisco where I would catch up with them before setting out for dinner at a restaurant not yet decided and then travelling over to The Bitter End, a bar located on Clement Street out in the Avenues. I had no idea what shape I might be in after sitting in a chair all day, but I felt pretty good when the class was over and although I arrived home late, I decided to set out and see what this Bitter End thing was about.

Last night was a Tuesday night, of course, just as the dinner we had in the city recently was on a Thursday night, both places being “popular” places known for whatever they're known for, but I was still somewhat surprised how crowded they were on a work night. Silly I. Lots of youngsters in their twenties and thirties, not a few folks in the forty and fifty range, people my age smart enough, evidently, to stay home on a weekday evening with their feet up but with my one obvious exception. Well, I had a camera, my mood was good, the Guinness was good and I shot a number of very bad pictures without regret. The head was funky this morning, but cleared by the time I had lunch in Oakland with Ms. V at a Japanese restaurant we hadn't been to before. Nice place, good food, a good time.

Oh, and another power supply in my computer blew yesterday and I had it replaced today. The second time in three months so I've obviously got a power line coming into my apartment that's prone to surges and, although I upgraded the surge suppressor to a heavier duty model when I replaced the power supply the first time, I'll upgrade it to whatever level of surge suppressor it takes to stop this from happening again. Don't like to be without my blankie or my computer here in Oakland.