Field trippin, yeah

Mike, the kids, and I just got back from our local downtown business association's Thursday night concert in the park. It was such a fun scene. The weather was warm and windless, and there were blankets on the lawn, kids dancing and jumping around, middle aged folks reminiscing about Dead shows they saw together, expensive red wines sipped from plastic wine glasses, picnic baskets and shopping bags filled with gourmet goodies. We ate chicken shwarma sandwiches from our favorite Middle Eastern deli and enjoyed the music of the Sun Kings, a band with a repertoire of over 100 Beatles songs--"played just the way you remember them."

Yesterday I took the kids into San Francisco for the Yerba Buena Gardens Festival. We were entertained by hip-hop dance group New Style Motherlode, spoken word artist Aya de Leon, butoh master Ledoh and the Salt Farm Butoh Dance Company, the Metropolitan Butoh dance company, and assorted break dancers. It was a crazy mix of dancing and butoh and political musings with a touch of human beat box thrown in for good measure. We had a great time and were even joined by one auntie Jennie en route from work to her dentist's appointment.

Life is good.