It’s October (how can it be October already??). I’m trying to resurrect this journal. I’ve had too many thoughts and emotions that have crowded my head that I have not been able to get down on paper; they fade in significance once words are applied. So I haven’t written. Maybe sometime soon I’ll be able to get them down. But for now, posting a photo a day seems like a good start into blogging again.

I just got home from a birthday dinner/movie, and I’m exhausted, so I’ll have to wait to upload the pics from night, but here’s some recent pictures from a very short visit to San Francisco. I went for a neurology conference; I’m not sure that the combined cost of the registration, air fare, hotel, transportation was really worth it for 3 days, but I did get to spend some time with my new boss, which was excellent. She’s as fabulous as I remember and we really connected. I also got fingerprinted for the FBI and the DOJ, so that the state of California will sometime in the next year grant me a license. All in all, it was a fulfilling trip.

I didn’t get a lot of time to see the city: I flew in Wednesday night, was in lectures most of Thursday and Friday, and then left Saturday morning. I had really wanted to explore the city, find neighborhoods where I wanted to live, but I guess that’ll have to wait for another visit. I did sneak away to go to a baseball game. The SF Giants were playing the Brewers; one of my friends had bought tickets and was not able to go. As I have not seen the Brewers play this year, I jumped at the chance. I couldn’t find anybody to go with me, and I was thoroughly annoyed with most of my colleagues by that point (I was annoyed with them before the trip, but that’s another story), so I went by myself: navigating the bus and subway system and sitting alone in a midst of orange, cheering for the team in blue. Brewers won, 3-1. I do like the stadium; I can see myself adopting the Giants for a few years.

I woke early the next day. My motel was just on the edge of Union Square, so I rode one of the streetcars to Fisherman’s Wharf and wandered around for a little while, before coming back for the long journey home.