Friday Randomness

What is with the ads on the New York Times? For some reason I do not use my NYT app to play Connections or Strands (but I do use it for Wordle. Why?) Since I’m looking at it on a browser, I get ads. I mean, this little lamp is cute enough, but clearly not a dog.

A few pictures from last week’s protest. I thought those of you with youngsters might get a laugh out of the 6-7 sign. Clever.

I liked this one, and the chant that went with it stuck in my head…’No ICE, No KKK, No Facist USA!’

I liked this coordinated group, ‘Signs of Fascism’. The first signs are danger signs, the later ones are ways to save Democracy.

Other randomness…

I was thinking about Birchie being in New Orleans, and of her love for oysters (when she was in SF we went to a little neighborhood seafood joint hoping for some oysters on the half shell, but they didn’t have any on their menu). Ted and I used to love oysters from the gulf region, but then heard that it’s better to eat cold water oysters, like from Washington state, if you’re going to eat them raw. Thinking January waters in the gulf might be safe, I did a google search, and AI gave me the answer above. Dumb. Do you eat them, and THEN cook them at a high heat? I wish my google searches didn’t automatically pop up dumb AI answers. Anyway, Birchie assured me via text that she has been enjoying a lot of oysters on her trip, thus far all cooked.

Remember when I bought this plant at the Farmers’ Market back in August? To say it is not going well is an understatement. It came in one of those cheap plastic pots that plants come in, and I planted it in the little pot on the left. It did not thrive. I thought maybe it was not draining well, so I replanted it. It doesn’t seem to have helped. I should probably throw it out, but there’s a bit of green left, so I’m giving it a chance. Please, if you ever decide to give me a gift, do not make it a plant.

I’ve been binge rewatching Emily in Paris. I’ve always been lukewarm on this show, but then I watched the newest season and decided I wanted to watch the rest from the beginning, since I remembered so little. The plot is dumb, the clothes are fun but I never see Emily wear the same thing twice (how does she have the space for the clothes, let alone the money? She does mention Rent the Runway once…maybe that’s it), but Paris…oh, Paris. Je t’aime.

Yesterday Engie announced her Cool Bloggers Book Club read will be The Age of Innocence, by Edith Wharton. YAY! Color me excited. I’ve read two books by Wharton before (The House of Mirth and Ethan Frome – links are to my reviews way back almost 20 years ago) and am stoked to read this. I started by checking my bookshelf to see if I had it, which I did not, but I found 2 copies of Walden. Why? WHY? Not a fan. Ted says he had to read it in grad school, so one was his. The other looks like it belonged to my dad, so I will keep that one. Will I ever read it? I doubt it. I feel like I read it in High School.

But YOU GUYS, I’m totally burying the lede here, BECAUSE there was a cool blogger meet up in San Francisco yesterday, when Allison and I had lunch and did some book shopping! We first went to City Lights Books, where I procured their last copy of The Age of Innocence (sorry Allison!) and she procured a couple of other books, then we went to a lovely pasta lunch, then strolled around and had a delicious Stracciatella gelato. Oh yeah, we rode the cable cars!

I used to worry when meeting bloggers, what if we don’t get along? What if they are not as they seem? What if we don’t have anything to talk about? I haven’t worried about that in a long time, so when Allison said on her blog that she had a last minute trip to San Francisco with her husband, I jumped at the chance to get together. I’m so glad I did, it was a beautiful, and Allison is great company, the right kind of low key and fun for me. I had a wonderful day. Thank you for finding time in your schedule, Allison!

Picture taken from my seat on the cable car, where the Powell/Mason line meets the California Street line, and you can see down California Street. You can see the Bay Bridge in the background, along with a bank of fog that’s been pesky but thankfully did not ruin her visit to the Golden State.

Sights seen around North Beach. This North Beach sign, which is a nod to the famous Wild Parrots of Telegraph Hill, since we were at the base of…Telegraph Hill.

Beautiful pastries at an Italian bakery, which we did not try because we were full from lunch and barely had room to share a gelato. But we managed.

While in front of a Catholic Church, we saw a Franciscan monk! I think he was getting ready to move his car, because a few minutes after this, we saw him pulling up in a little car and getting out, then going into the church.

We popped into a beautiful shop of Italian pottery, and I saw this sweet sign.

I liked this music, a nod to the jazz music of the beat era in North Beach.

After I dropped Allison back at her hotel on Union Square, I headed back to BART for my trip home. Looking at my email, I saw Nicole’s post about her book, it’s available to buy! As soon as I got home, I looked in Bookshop.org, where I saw two options. I bought the one on the right as fast as possible.

Lastly, here is my copy of The Age of Innocence. I’m looking forward to reading it!

Happy Friday everyone.