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Weekend bonus shot, 04.25.10


Le Dejeuner sur l’Herbe, only with way more dirt than herbe, Berkeley, CA.

After a harrowing tour through a poison oak hedge — okay, maybe I’m exaggerating, but only a little, and no, nobody got any, thanks to Baba’s code red terror alert vigilance (“Don’t even LOOK at the verdant splendor at the side of the trail, children!  Hands where I can see them! And no zig-zagging!”) — we spread out the picnic blanket in the middle of the first, wide fire trail we saw.  From this spot we were ideally positioned to greet the mountain biking, hiking, and horse-riding passers-by. (“Greetings! No poison oak here, no siree! Have a nice day!”)

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