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13 November 2008
	Lila and I have an amazing Hapkido class. I'm luckly to have several superlative training partners (which makes all the difference). At home I make dinner, with freshly kid-shucked corn the centerpiece. Delivery by Isaac :-)
12 November 2008
	A blurry San Francisco nighttime view from the Randall Museum. GGMRC train maintenance.
11 November 2008
	Today is a big volunteer work day. Lila's elementary school ripped out a beautiful metal-and-wood play structure in favor of a modern plastic one. (The sad thing is the old one has a 30-year life span, and could have been returned to full service with a few railroad ties for the wooden platforms, and the new plastic ones live less than ten years, meaning the school now needs to save about $3000 each year for a replacement each decade. Nobody mentioned that during the big sales pitch.) From left to right, the garden & planters group, the play structure group, and various assembly groups. Not shown are the cement and soil group and the commissary group; tasty cheeseburgers. Alejandro's brother Diego plays with Isaac's LEGO airplane. This was something he very much wanted all day.
9 November 2008
	We're at what Rose calls Sunday School, what I recall as Hebrew School. Here's Lila's class, in the library. Isaac and Rose are chatting on the couch, shortly before he plugs in a laptop to play Club Penguin.
8 November 2008
	Lila, my foodie offspring, awaiting breakfast at The Fiddler's Green. It reminds us of Beverly's restaurant, in Playa del Inglés, Gran Canaria.
7 November 2008
	The temperate joy of "Indian Summer" has swiftly and brutally given way to the cold autumn fog, seen here in the avenues. I always like the juxtaposition of fog and palm trees.
6 November 2008
	Lila and Isaac hold court in a home classroom, lecturing on issues related to spelling, time, and story narrative. Sometimes it's a bit difficult living in such a kid-centric household, with books and toys and chalkboards all about, but at moments such as these it's soooooo worthwhile.
5 November 2008
	It's too damn early, evidently, but the LEGO airplane is reassembled and ready to go. Since the election of Barack Obama the gas prices have dropped quickly. From a high near $4 per gallon, we're down to $2.37. It's amazing what a differerence that makes, a tankful at a time. Isaac shows off his plane to the waitress at The Taipei Restaurant, in the Lakeside neighborhood of San Francisco. Dad and Zofia really love it here, so we're frequent fliers. During a break in the meal, Isaac takes the plane for a flight out front. It's cool, even brisk. Autumn will soon be here. My foodie daughter is also a clothes-horse. Lila, dressed up. It's a late night at the GGMRC train club, but Isaac is terribly happy to have most of the main-line to himself.
4 November 2008
	It's Election Day, and I've never seen such a fevered pitch of excitement. Change is in the air, and I hope it takes. There's a lot of nail-biting going on; this may be an "I remember when" moment for our lifetimes. (Taking a photo of the people in the voting area seemed intrusive, perhaps because of the vitriol of the recent campaign weeks.)
3 November 2008
	Isaac's class has made this Halloween dessert, a graveyard of confectionaries, including orange and white marshmallows, jello topped with crushed Oreo cookies, and tombstones of madelines.
1 November 2008
	Hey, welcome to November! Crikey, I just got June dealt with, or so it seems. Isaac narrates: "There was a heavy rainfall and the leaves were blocking the river that was coming down the street, so me and my Dad got a stick and we pushed leaves out and into the way to create a river flowing quickly down to the gutter. The only parts we couldn't clear out was the big masses of leaves under the cars. Just when we were in the middle of the street, where the gutter was, we heard Chinese Dragon Dancers. I kind of wanted to see them, but I kind of wanted to go home too."