I’m back from San Francisco, after some delay and a sore throat, which I could look at as an appropriate homecoming surprise (but won’t because I’m trying to be more posititive). I didn’t take as many pictures as usual this trip, mostly because I spent my time either shopping–at some of the many, many awesome shops along and off of Valencia in the Mission–or cooking at my friend Bonnie’s new place in Bernal Heights.

Bix has a nasal infection, which means that, cute as he is, I have to keep my distance or else be covered in slimy dog snot. According to my calculations, the poor thing has been well for only about four of the fifteen weeks he’s been alive. Hopefully we can nurse him back to health soon. Here he is sleeping on my bed: