saturday night's all right

So I'm alone here in the lab on a Saturday night listening to Imagine Avenue Radio and I suppose I should feel strange about this but I do not. I'm actually quite fine with it. If I were out, I'd be spending money I don't really have, and if I were in, I'd be at home pursuing a useless plot bunny on my laptop while eyeing the TiVo. So at least I'm doing something low-cost and productive whilst sharpening my movie soundtrack identification skills.

Today I took a wrong turn crossing the city to get from the lower Mission (where I bookended my mouse knockout/cloning experience by visiting Mitchell's for some Macapuno ice cream with my brother and his girlfriend; I last went there with Fred and Janet for the same when I'd finished the knockout construct) to the inner Sunset. I ended up on one of those crazy little split streets that curve and bend along the hills of San Francisco. This one presented me with a "Not A Through Street" after I'd already committed to it, so I followed it until I got to a point where I could turn my car around easily. Near the end of the tiny street, I happened upon Corwin Community Garden, a little oasis clinging to the hill above the Castro. How many other little gems will I never see in San Francisco? The sun was quite low at this point and I needed to get to the lab, but I vowed to return in the sun to visit this place. Of course, I've made many such vows over my years here, and I've yet even to see most of Golden Gate Park....

Hm. Off to the dark room.