I should probably go to bed

[mdlbear]

... but not before at least briefly mentioning what I did today. Went for a half-hour stroll by the creek -- not much exercise, but a nice morning, all muffled in fog and comfortably cool.

We had bagels and Scottish salmon for brunch, then headed up to San Francisco for the Lamplighters gala. This year they only had one performance, and they combined it with an auction. Too rich for my wallet, unfortunately, but a lot of fun as a spectator sport. They worked the live auction part (mostly it was a silent auction out in the lobby) cleverly into the end of the first act.

I should mention at this point (for those just tuning in) that the Lamplighters are world-class Gilbert and Sullivan (and other light opera) company; the annual Gala is a parody fundraiser. This year's title was "Harry Patter and the Willing Suspension of Disbelief - A Series of Unfortunate Musical Numbers". To make a long and extremely funny tale much too short, the auction was woven into the plot to raise money to renew the 1500-year lease on the Hogwash School of Witchery and Wizardcraft, in order to prevent it from being turned into a big box retail establishment called Vol*De*Mart... You get the idea.

It was around 7:30 by the time it was done, so we skipped the usual champagne reception and headed over to the Cliff House for a somewhat expensive but very tasty dinner. The kids were happy -- they serve mostly seafood.

Now that the flower_cat's fish allergy (if it ever really existed and wasn't just a coincidental flareup of her Crohn's disease) has subsided, we're getting more fish for dinner. This is a Good Thing.

I wasn't particularly sleepy coming home, but whether this can be ascribed to my new facehugger or to the stimulant=-based decongestant and the four cups of coffee I had with dinner is, as usual, an open question.

But I think I ought to go fall over now.