Went on two camping trips this weekend, to Half Moon Bay and up to Tilden Park. It seems like camping is just a big excuse to go somewhere and play with fire all weekend. This is awesome.
Was back in town for about three hours on Saturday, just enough time to clean up and meet the family for lunch. My mom brought me copy of Freakonomics, which demonstrates remarkable awareness of my tastes. I wonder, does she read this thing?
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