Rebecca’s mom is visiting us for a few weeks (David withdrawal was getting to her, I guess) so we’ve been showing her around the area. She’s not up for walking a lot, so mostly we do driving tours. Today we drove up to San Francisco. We crossed the Golden Gate bridge, but there were so many people there it wasn’t worth trying to find a place to park to look around. On the way back we drove up Geary and I saw the remains of the Coronet theater, where I saw Mars Attacks! on opening night. I don’t know when it closed, but it’s a shame. That theater was huge (single screen) and well taken care of when I was there. We made a small attempt at driving up Lombard to go down the windy hill, but there was just too much traffic. (to be expected) After a slow jaunt through the Wharf area (mmmm.. Ghirardelli) we took Mission to 4th and got the hell out of dodge. Dinner was at the Palo Alto Creamery in the Stanford shopping center. I highly recommend their milkshakes.
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I haven’t really posted anything on the web about it yet, but on May 13, 2006 my wife Rebecca gave birth to our son, David Beckett Goller. I haven’t decided when I’ll set up a website for him, but I’m trying to avoid doing dorky crap as much as possible. At birth he was 7 pounds, 6 ounces, and 21 inches long.
He never ceases to amaze me. Right now he’s sleeping about a foot away from me in his swing, and every time I look at him I want to make sure he has every opportunity possible. He just fucking rocks. It’s that simple.