The Great Plotnik

Monday, October 05, 2015

Olives and Baseball

We get to think about baseball this week and the Good Guys play at least three more games. I'll fly down to see Game Two in Stiletto City this weekend, and then spend some time with Mom. After that, well, we'll just see.

Looks like the Cuba trip is going to be postponed, due to December pricing and also that we just got a letter from our friends who were here during the summer, and who live in Bologna. It looks like it's a good olive year and they've invited us to come for the harvest on their family property in Calabria. We just may do it -- expensive as it is to fly to southern Italy, it's no more than getting to Havana in December from San Francisco.

The last possible day for any baseball to be played, should any team, you know, that we might favor, though the thought is unlikely, actually get that far, would be November 4. Harvest starts around November 8. Just sayin'.

Monday, September 28, 2015

The Pope in My Pizza

I like Pope Francis. He definitely would be one of the Popes in my pizza. Probably the only one.

Francis says all the right things. He's better than the last Pope, Ratzinger, and Ratzinger was better than Pius and Pius was better than Hitler, though those two had a delicious working relationship for a couple of years. 

If Jesus had lived he would drive a Prius, and take one letter out of Prius and you get Pius. Life is a great big circle, like that pizza. 

Sunday, September 27, 2015


She may be looking at her husband with love and devotion in her eyes. Really, it's possible.

Tuesday, September 22, 2015

Nice Day With Friends

Lunch at Presidio Social Club with Mush and Bill, preceded by a drive with PJ out to the Avenues, followed by a view of Liz's new apartment on Franklin Street. Very nice to see so many friends in one day.

Lunch was fun and tasty. I've been afraid the Presidio would become another Pier 39 but it hasn't come close yet. The building the restaurant is in has been there for close to 150 years. The Steins were very generous, as always.

Got the latest from PJ whose computer threatened to die but it apparently has been brought back from the dead. We'll pick it up today and find out.

And our friend Liz, who has lived in the same house near City College for 35 years and who raised her kids there, has become the recipient of a glorious old-style apartment as the result of the generosity of a cousin who died recently. So she's moving into the apartment and selling the house, and you know what packing up 35 years worth means, as well as moving someone else's stuff out of a packed apartment. But in the end it's a great move for Liz, though her service dog, the dear Federicka, will probably need to be retired and go to live with Liz's daughter, and a new dog brought in who can get more quickly used to the new apartment.

Fighting off the SF Allergy Curse that hits me every year. It's not the most comfortable thing in the world, but you know, perspective.

Monday, September 14, 2015

Happy Birthday

Saturday, September 12, 2015

Ask Alice

The coincidences are too impossible to even describe. Anyway, we had dinner last night in The Great Fate-niks' lovely new condo, right below where Coit Tower was doing these color transformations all night long, which they say had something to do with 9-11 but I just saw red and blue so I think it's an homage to America. The next thing we knew we were posing with Alice Wurufurusan-san.

Just earlier that day I had Facebooked with Ari-su Wurufurusan-san's son, and I dare you to pronounce that five times in a row. We hadn't seen her for several years, since the viewing of Eric's film "The Callback," but it turns out she lives in the same building as The Fate-niks. Still wondering what ever happened to that hysterical movie.

Monday, September 07, 2015

This is Not Brooklyn.