Flutterby™! : Dan's life

It was an interesting weekend, and I need to talk with a few of those involved to get clear on what they feel comfortable with me saying, but I gained a new set of sympathies and empathies for guardians and caretakers of developmentally disabled people, a real appreciation for parents and guardians of developmentally disabled people who organize activities rather than pissing and moaning about the shortcomings of Special Olymics, and heard "fifty one fifty" used as a verb by someone who wasn't a Van Halen fan. Along with some good inline skating, the first miniature golf game I've played since middle school, at least, and various other highlights and lowlights.

Then this morning I had a great experience at the DMV, got in fast and talked to a really helpful person who sped me through the process of getting a replacement front plate, and taking care of my screwup which caused my renewal to be slightly late.

Later, on the ferry just south of Belvedere, I watched a seal play in the spray behind the boat, arching out of the water over the waves and then gone, and we slowed for the visibility as we passed Angel Island, the old immigration detention center buildings just visible in the fog, as we carved our furrow through the flat grey.