Saw Ju dy Irving’s The Wild Parrots of Telegraph Hill tonight, a sweet movie about Buddhist free spirit Mark Bittner who cares for a flock of cherry headed conjures, parrots who live in the hills about North Beach.
Then an opening for artist Matt Holloway, friend of a friend, where I met Pim, of Chez Pim.
Then home and a walk with the dog, who was thrilled to be out at night and wanted to walk miles, peeing on everything.
Now, this.