Spring is Here, Like Almost

Last night, the San Francisco Theater Blog took its rear end down to the Marsh to see Jovelyn Richards in "Come Home." We got the review right here, it's name is Paul Revere. OK, only JJ-aka-PP will get that but she's in Acapulco.

The Marsh is the closest theater to World Headquarters, which means leaving at 7:35 for an 8:00 curtain. Oooh, so much easier than going downtown or to Fort Shmason or that town where the Marine Recruiters are or down to Palo Shmalto.



Meanwhile, Plot and Duck are slowly working their way through the magnificent citrus they picked up at Jayne Street in Avenal last Tuesday on their way home from Stiletto City. If Vitamin C will prolong life, the Plotniks are set to party like it's 2099. Red grapefruit, blood oranges, navel oranges, white grapefruit, pomelos, cocktail grapefruit (crosses with tangerines)...MAN! And all for $4. If anyone wants delicious citrus, PLEASE show up at World Headquarters with a bag.



And the season has changed. The flowering pink (pears? crababpples?) trees line Sanchez Street and in the Rear Forty the purple iris are rising up to say hello along with daffodils and the first yellow day lilies. Of course, everything is green, green, it's green they say, on the far side of the hill.