Mobius woke me up this morning by taking up half the bed. Went downstairs, and finished Call of Duty 2 for the 360. Awesome game. Klay & Nana came over to say, ‘hey,’ and pick up some $$ we owed them for a dinner a couple nights ago. Then, we went over to Alan & Becky’s to watch the World Cup finals. I was really pulling for France – they just seemed to want it more. Then Zidane freaked out, and the whole spirit of the thing deflated. It had gone from a really good match between an aggressive French team, and a strong Italian defense. I don’t know a whole lot about soccer on the world stage, but it was a fun match to watch. To have it decided by PK’s, and have such a bizarre act close a guy’s career… it just seemed sort of sad.

Went to SF, to Beard Papa to get some cream puffs, and stopped off at Yerba Buena garden to sit down for a bit, and listen to some opera in the park. Yeah, I though it was weird, too. Then came home, sat around for a bit, and decided to do something productive. That manifested itself in cleaning out the storage bin in our backyard, where I found a saw. So, I used the saw to cut off some branches on the avocado tree that were growing below the graft, then cut down the almond tree, which died about a year ago.

And then it’s now.

I’ve gotta break down the tree branches, but with the power tools in the back of the garage, and the garage full of stuff from my parents’ place… yeah, it looks like it might be a bit before that happens.