These are all shots from Kinder-Gym. Here you can see Claudia with her beloved "Gangee" (my dad):




Never been a big-time "bro." You know, the kind of bro every other bro wants to hang with. It was always like, "Oh, Dan? Oh, sure, he can come." More of a chime-in occasionally, side-kick type of bro. I was never setting the agenda or driving the content of an evening out with the bros. I've always rode the coattails of a more charismatic alpha-bro. So I was surprised to hear the post-game commentary from my brother-in-law after I hung out with him and one of his bros. He told me his bro said "Your brother-in-law is like the coolest dude I've ever met!" That's a type of bro-love I've never received. Felt good. What's the next step? Call him and invite him out for a beer?
While purchasing "bandee" (banana) bread for my daughter at the Academy of Sciences cafe I have the following conversation with the cashier:
And now I regret it. I voted yes because I had all those Haight Street losers in mind who hang out with their pit bulls and try to sell you weed. But I didn't even think about homeless people! I park near my wife's work every day on one of those side streets south of market and I always see this homeless guy with his dog and wife/girlfriend. Every time I see him he's lying down reading and petting his dog. I didn't think of that guy. :(