Below, some pictures from our errand to city hall today. Narrative to follow next week.
At left: The beloved does what any sensible woman in her position would do on the subway commute to city hall.
At right: Dr. Phil’s emmisaries greet folks upon arrival to SF City Hall. Okay, so she doesn’t work for Dr. Phil. She’s a volunteer there on behalf of the city. Still, I had to ask her: “What on earth do I have to do to get her to shut the cabinet doors after she opens them?” The woman had no answer. But she was cheery as all get-out, anyway.