Last weekend, Yu and I went around Lake Merced. All around the lake could be heard the sounds of skeet shooting and police officers at their practice range. I was curious to go, but Yu wasn't interested. Do the police officers really go there to train, or just to let off steam? Should ask Uncle Albert that one.

We drove around to the North Side and came across Harding Municipal Golf Course, which is probably the nicest public golf course I've ever seen. They refer to their golf carts as "cars." According to Wiki, it was recently renovated, and just played host to a PGA tour championship a couple years ago.

In our latest SF discovery, we found the source of all the delicious taro and green tea ice cream we had previously bought at the chinese supermarkets. Lo and behold, it was in the outer sunset the whole time. Polly Ann Ice Cream, open since the 1950's, and they boast 400 flavors. Customers unsure of what flavor they could possibly choose as their favorite can resort to a "wheel of fortune." Instead of going bankrupt though, you can get a free cone. Whatever the wheel stops on, though, you have to get. I'll think we'll take Chubby here one day -- he gets a free cone. So do dogs, evidently.

We capped off Sunday by adding to our burgeoning furniture collection. A changing table in the bathroom (after many exercises in dimensioning), and a hurried purchase of a convertible crib. The box was so big, it barely fit into the car. I'll be damned if I'm taking it back. Only if something is broken. The crib is still in the box, but the changing table is built and in the bathroom. Looks pretty good -- a little bit bulky but it will be fine. Our apartment, if nothing else, was blessed with a big bathroom.

That's it for now. No real plans for the 4th yet. We may go up to our favorite hill to watch the fireworks, as long as the fog doesn't roll in and spoil the show. In the meantime, I'll be working on my curriculum project with the school. It seems to be going pretty well for the moment. My mentor Tracy and the tech consultant Christian were pretty excited by my ideas and progress.

Just finished volume 1 of "Buddha," a comic novel by Osamu Tezuka (of "Astro Boy" fame). It's a great read. Educational, funny, very much into Tezuka's comic roots. I'm impressed by the philosophy he tries to instill into his comics. They're much more than drawings to him -- they're an art form and a means of thoughtful expression. And the sheer volume of the work is impressive; I can't believe he drew every panel himself. I'd estimate there are at least 12000-15000 panels!

Calling it a night.