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S’Mores and Ambush

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Now I don’t recommend taking apart your barbecue; it’s hot and dangerous, and there are almost no user-serviceable parts inside. Still, if you can get it apart just enough to get access to some open flame with a skewer and a marshmallow, then you can treat some cute brunette to s’mores in the city. She’ll like that. After a night of chocolate and ghost stories, we’re more than ready to spend a day in the park with some urchins. We’ve seen the de Young Museum’s Chihuly exhibit already, but sharing it with kids is like seeing it through different eyes. … Continue reading S’Mores and Ambush

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Day 81: Training

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In the balance between science and acrobatics, my lack of injury tells me I’m spending too much time on the science. Time to learn something new. First, more time in parks and cafés with Aly. She needs to put those eyelashes to use, and flirt with random people. While we’re out, my muse calls on a secure line. The noise in the background sounds kind of like she’s rappelling down the side of a building. All on schedule then. I mentioned she’s got a police record. If you know what’s good for you, you won’t ask her about it. She’s … Continue reading Day 81: Training

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Day 80: Serious Lashes

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My muse is away on assignment, so I’m spending the week with a cute blonde who’s got a police record. Aly is just in town for the week, and she’s staying at our place, relying on me for entertainment. It’s hard to get work done when she’s around, so we head downtown. While we’re at a cafe, a ladder truck pulls up. The firemen are making a coffee run. Aly doesn’t mind at all. She loves firemen. They love her. I don’t get much done today; we basically hang out in cafés all day, and then head to the park. … Continue reading Day 80: Serious Lashes

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Day 36: Ballet and Irish Dance

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Today is an all-day event we’ve been looking forward to: a lovely dancer we know is giving a special performance, with an invitation-only party to follow. Our niece is 8, and she’s fantastic. Backstage after the show, she’s grinning ear-to-ear. The party afterward has cake and ice cream, barbecue, and kids running amok everywhere while the dog tries catch any food they drop. I love this. On the way home my muse and I stop by Mission Beach to relax and say hi to the guys, grownups-only. Being the aunt and uncle does have some advantages. Random assertion: Kids measure … Continue reading Day 36: Ballet and Irish Dance