What we’ve been up to (or, what we’re saying we’ve been up to).
…over San Pablo Bay. Managed to actually get up and get out the door on time this morning. Halfway to work; the moon was still high in the pre-dawn sky. Luckily, no werewolves on the train. Just vampires, I guess.
…minus the sinangág. For those of you not familiar with it, longsilog = longanisa + sinangág + itlog. I was too lazy to make the sinangág—but it was still good. Next time, tocilog.
…late. Waiting at Richmond. Retirement event for a former coworker has sent me home late (well, it’s only 7 o’clock). At least it’s not raining anymore.
…and 540 meets dusk. Just another day on the train. (I didn’t spend the whole day on the train—I got off to go to work in the middle.)
…sans Super Bowl. When I turned on the tube Sunday morning and saw that the pre-pre-pregame show was already on—six hours in advance of the start of the game—it felt like way too much Super Bowl for 9 a.m. Miss T and I decided to turn the TV off and headed out for S.F. instead. […]