Leaves

I’m not from New England but I completely belong here. I was happy to be sent to a conference in San Francisco because it had been five years since I’d seen my SF friends, but California makes me uncomfortable. It’s too big, there aren’t enough subways and I’m suspicious of season-less climates. On the other hand, five years is too long to go between Mission burritos. My other culinary requirement when visiting the West Coast is usually sushi but this time I did not get the opportunity.

My corporate expense report will include both a $25 in-room breakfast and a $3 slice of pizza from the club district in SOMA. That seems about right.

I’ll be back again next month, incongruously enough, for O’Reilly’s Foo Camp. I’ll miss my dog and probably won’t get sushi then either.

On the way home I read David Crystal’s The Fight for English, a response to Eats, Shoots & Leaves by Lynne Truss (which I found tiresome). Although Crystal is explicitly not a language prescriptivist, he did remind me that I use too many commas. I hope you enjoy this post which contains fewer of them than I would have included otherwise.