Friday, March 27, 2009
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
Saturday, March 21, 2009
For our walk today we went to the Waterfront. It was a nice night and there were tons of people out and about. I really think it's a little nicer than Fisherman's Wharf! The walk wasn't that fun, however, because M was worrying about the website. It appears that the server is completely fried and it may or may not have been backed up. I find it hard to believe that such a thing could be in the 21st century. So please pray to St Isidore of Seville or whatever other saint might have an interest in the recovery of digital files. Maybe Bishop O'Dea? Some of the early records of the diocese were lost in a fire in his home....
Thursday, March 19, 2009
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
Anyway, we got back on the wagon today and walked down to Bed, Bath, and Beyond on 3rd to get some more runners for the baptisms at the Vigil. On the way we stopped to peek in at Plymouth Congregational, where preparations were underway for the annual St Patrick's Day Mass. They had some neat old stained-glass windows of pilgrims in the entryway.
Thursday, March 12, 2009
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
The "nobody" is a middle-aged clerk in a bank with a suburban villa and his adventures with his wife, his son, and his friends. It was very funny.
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
Monday, March 9, 2009
Our rental car is a silver PT Cruiser. It's quite luxurious. When we got in, the radio was set to a Christian country-and-western station. We heard "There'll be a hello after the goodbye," "We needed a savior, pure and simple," and several other songs.
Our dad is looking pretty good. After dinner at a Mexican restaurant we went back to their house and watched political commentary shows. Tomorrow, we'll hopefully be able to do our walk at the Hermitage, Andrew Jackson's plantation house which is not far from here. See y'all later.
Sunday, March 8, 2009
Saturday, March 7, 2009
Friday, March 6, 2009
We are waiting for our Edinburgh-style fish and chips to be prepared by the all-Korean staff at a hole-in-the-wall kind of place around the corner from our hotel. We've just come from Mass at the Cathedral. It was a strange Mass, celebrated in the chapel, which is also the sacristy. We noticed a pallium sitting on the vesting table, and sure enough Archbishop Niederauer came in. The arrangement of things made it necessary for him to vest with his back to the exposed sacrament. Very awkward indeed. There was no priest or deacon to assist him, just an utterly hapless elderly acolyte and two ladies. One of them, a great big lady with a grey bun, was like my nightmare version of myself, whispering and frowning and bossing everyone around. M promised to slap me across the face if I ever behaved in such a manner. The special occasion which brought the Archbishop there was the installation of new members of the Eucharistic Adoration group.
Food's ready - bye!
After paying $5, you are funnelled through the chapel to the basilica to the graveyard where a scene from "Vertigo" was filmed, to the gift shop. The bossy lady kept asking us if she could help us until we were ready and standing at the counter. Then she looked at the book about the missions and the magnet in surprise. "You want to buy that?" she asked.
Tomorrow night they are having a special Mass to receive a copy of the St John's Bible. Someone gave them one of the few life-size copies in existence. We are going. Should be very neat!
It being First Friday, they were having Exposition in the Blessed Sacrament Chapel, which is behind the altar. They used a lot of traditional features of cathedral architecture, like screens, side chapels, and the like. Here is the view looking toward the altar.
Thursday, March 5, 2009
After that we walked down (up and down, that is) to Fisherman's Wharf, where we are now seated in a restaurant with a nautical name, about to be served fish and chips. Mmmm...
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
I have never learned to appreciate the artistry of furniture, but for those who do, a huge sideboard, a yellow divan, and a few chairs are offered for your delectation.
And now we begin the long walk back up the hill.
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
Five spoons hover tantalizingly over a Spanish flan, which trembles in anticipation of its imminent destruction. We had a delicious dinner at Bilbao Tapas Bar and Restaurant, right next to the Metro Theater in the University District. (You can make a virtual visit and watch the crayfish fry by clicking here.) We ordered the Plato Combinado. It is a delicious alternative for those who have trouble deciding among Pinchitos Morunos, Sepia a la Parrilla, and Pulpo a la Gallega. It included thin slices of ham, cheese, and some delicious tapas, like stuffed red peppers, pork skewers, and some tasty stuffed fried thingies. It all sounds so much more romantic in Spanish.