For the creationists

Cute little baby dinosaurThe kill

Watching it die

Back in Black

The Wild dani (that's the latin name for it) and Legs and I went back to Black Diamond Mines in Antioch because we were burned the first time looking for Prospect Tunnel only to turn around several hundred feet from it's opening. But this time we were determined to find it. (and yes, I forgot the flashlight as usual)

These mine birds were very cute until they decided we were scary and all five of them flew haphazardly out of the mine straight into our faces.

We walked in all 200 ft with out a light...there was barely enough coming in through the opening.

Legs went back to escort the dani

Then we saw a little coyote

who went here for water.

The Star Mine. Ooh la la. (Please check this ooh la la wiki entry. Just do it.)

Later Legs grew a snow pea mustache in the cemetery.

Oh, we did find "Jim's" Place and I think that the park service is making up lies about it being cool so that the air shaft attraction nearby gets more visitors. Boo on the backwards map too.

Bayshore to Third St.

Yesterday I took a walk from home to Bayshore, then cut down to Third St.

On the hill next to Lukas Stained Glass Studio was a camp of people living in plywood dwellings.

Spare rim

Floating milk?

This Ritual Roasters is half a block off Third Street. The hipsters have arrived.

I had to snap one of the 'wifey' tag.

Back in the Mission, the San Francisco Mime Troop was being very loud.

Birdy loves and loves

So, in the absence of any dark tunnels to go into, here is some gratuitous Birdy footage. This is also so Madeline can see how much our baby has grown since May.

She loves and loves.

Birdy doesn't realize the bird totally sees her.

Note the snail trail...

Gee thanks

Yesterday I went to Safeway. I picked up yogurt, razors, bananas, dandruff shampoo...you know, the basics. When I got to the counter the checker asked how I was in a very soft voice. I gave her the normal, "good, and you?" She bagged up my things and tore the receipt from the register, glanced at it, and said, "thank you Mr. Dandruff," in the same soft and normal voice.

I don't think she noticed her slip. Or maybe she meant it. I love the Safeway.

More about mines and ghosttowns and rope swings soon...