Singing in the Rain.....

After my morning excursion around Chinatown I was picked up by my long-time KC buddy Bill Stack, who is currently doing lobbying work in the Bay Area. He showed me around various parts of San Fran and we met up another KC friend, Rosemary Wiedemann, for drinks and to catch up. Later, Bill and I picked up Busch tall boys cans to relive the high school days and talk political shop.
Today, I ventured solo back into downtown SF to fulfill touristy obligations. Read in the legendary City Lights Bookshop, where the likes of Kerouac and other beat writers used to hold court; went through the California Academy of Sciences and briefly toured the Wells Fargo Museum, mainly to get out of the rain. This brings me to the point that once again my comfort has been a casualty of my attempt at minimalism. For like going gloveless in Colorado, I was umbrella-less in San Fran in the midst of a day-long rain shower. Like the budding transient that I am becoming, I wrapped my computer in a newspaper in my backpack to avoid it getting soaked. If things decline to the point where I am using newspapers to do others things such as to make a bed or go to the bathroom, please feel free to participate in the intervention.
For the moment I am killing time in a pigeon hole of a bar called Dave’s in downtown SF waiting for Luke to get off work. The major tool in this time-killing procedure is a new book I received today called “Three Cups of Tea,” which was courtesy of Bill Stack and so far is definitely a recommended read for those of you in the market for that sort of thing.