I know, every time I come back to the Bay Area, I go and visit my friend, John. And yes, I know he died some time ago. Technically, I go and visit his memorial tree, under which most of his ashes are laid to rest. The rest of his ashes, well, the story of what I and another friend did with those was an epic tale, and I am pretty sure I posted about it. You should look for it down there… and no… I don’t remember what the post was called. I name my posts weird stuff.

And yay! The little tiki-stake I carved for John is still there!

He is, just so you know, now taller than me.

And he still has a great view of San Francisco, which is over there, past Berkeley, and the Bay, and the fog or haze or fire smoke from all the fires burning in California… or whatever that is.

And driving back from visiting my friend, I saw some turkeys.

I mean, my post titles are weird, but I don’t ever lie to you.