While she discussed the finer points of mattress pad selection with whoever was on the other end of that call, her son was engrossed in an adventure of his own:
Here we see weird VenomSpiderman (I think) in a more triumphant moment, having been rescued from the floor and the wheelchair hook.
Later, on the BART, I wondered what year it was:
And then, on Sunday, it was suddenly springtime in San Francisco:
I couldn't get a shot of this 80s flashback from the front, but it was totally major.
Sunny day in Dolores Park
The sun comes just in time for me to be grading papers, of course. 46 papers and then, sweet freedom (to do my own scholoarship)!