This is Miriam trying to look scary.

My semi-weekly bicycle ride to Tiburon. What's that smell? Oh a dead beastie on the beach and a vulture hovering nearby. He was too timid to let me get in close for a good photo, where's my iPhone dammit?

chillin' in the shade at Luna Cafe. This was before the temperature dropped 15 degrees

Fish heads! Fish heads! Rolly polly fish heads!

Cars are silly. Let's walk to the train again!

Once was a motorcycle... the local police station can be a fascinating place to walk past

It turns out that there IS a top to Twin Peaks, and you will eventually reach it if you keep walking

Surreptitious snap of the neighbor, post-brunch XOX truffles because Mama's just didn't give us enough calories

Off to see the doc! Poor bike. Photo courtesy of Andrea, I was already back in the States by this time!

It's that time again!

OMFG is this for real?