Capers and More Capers

This has so far been a Memorial Day Weekend full of memories. Saturday the 26th saw the final disassembling of a home of 15 years, down to the milk from the refridgerator and the last bobby pins from the bathroom. We had a stalwart group of dear dear friends show up throughout the day to help/participate/visit. The rations consumed included: coffee, yesterday's pizza, beer, wine, champagne, tequila, sushi (of a vast and colorful assortment---such a welcome donation). The pantry yielded 2 or 3 large boxes of foodstuffs that friends took home with them to remember us by. But the mochi came with us, again. When we moved 15 years ago into that house, we brought the mochi in the fridge from Noe Valley. We speculated that Doug or Malcolm might take it to college with them and that, if not, we'd end up taking it with us should we ever move. So truth is stranger than fiction. This is the mochi from 1992. We will never open it, for that will disempower it as a talisman.

Some friends came away with really good door prizes ---- like a pedestal sink. Various boxes of shoes were given new homes. We kept, however, the dogs. There were, I think, several offers to take Twist, but he is one of our 3 favorites, so we declined. The day moved into the evening, when a little phone call from Doug added a novel spin to moving day. He and 4 friends had decided to walk from Palo Alto to the southern end of the GG Bridge on just that Saturday. We had updates on their progress throughout the day. The little phone call from Doug came at perhaps 6 pm: "We're in Daly City on Skyline Blvd., and my friend has had an allergic reaction---can you come take him to the hospital?" Of course. Two mintues later: "We've called an ambulance instead" . (Better idea.) "Can you come get the rest of us so we can go to the hospital with him?" Again, of course. So off I go with one of the Dear Friends to rescue the college boys stranded in extremely fog-bound Daly City and reunite them with their comrade. Reunion completed, we made sure the comrade was stable and treated, then returned home to stuff the remaining sushi into our v. hungry selves. We then turned round, drove 2 cars (one belonging to a Dear Friend) back to the hospital in Daly C., left one with Doug to ferry his friends back to school with, then went back home yet again. We were very tired. This adventure was described as yet another "caper" by one Dear Friend. It was time to say "See you Tuesday" to all and to all a good night.