No Oil Spill

Last night the ride into Birkenstockley took only half an hour. That was because the curtain was at eight and the Plotswagon left at seven. Leaving fifteen minutes later would have guaranteed an overturned tanker-trailer/major oil spill blocking all eighteen lanes of the Bay Bridge.

Some will enjoy Keith Bunin's "The Busy World is Hushed." You can read the San Francisco Theater Blog review HERE, but, just to be sure, I'd buy a Street Sheet. Read the review, it'll make sense.

Plot and Duck ate at home. But arriving with half an hour to burn probably meant local restaurants were all empty, grills warm, food scrumptious and ready to serve. Leaving fifteen minutes later would have meant the only eatery still open in Birkenstockley would have been Liver-R-Us or Clogs-on-a-Stick.