The first weekend of June zipped by and I find myself on another Tuesday morning train. It's hard to believe that a new guest will soon be residing at the Four Seasons Resort and Karaoke Bar. Spring's visit is almost over. Summer's stay is less than three weeks away.

I've been remiss about recapping my weekends lately. I haven't been much in the sharing mood, feeling as though the things I do aren't worth writing about, which is both true and false and also irrelevant considering how I recently spent two hundred words rambling about a bench. Therefore, just in case somebody asks and my memory fails, this is what I think happened over the last few weeks or so. I:

• Enjoyed a San Francisco Symphony performance of Handel's Water Music (along with Bach's Orchestral Suite No. 4 in D major).
• Saw Keane in concert in Berkeley and had a blast, but also felt somewhat dizzy after watching the most hyperactive keyboardist in the world dance and bounce around for an hour.
• Saw Star Wars: Episode III and liked it well enough. I believe Chewbacca deserved more lines and had better hair than Anakin.
• Read Explorers House, a great book about the National Geographic Society, which flourished under the leadership of Alexander Graham Bell, Gilbert H. Grovesnor and Melville Grovesnor.
• Visited Point Montara Fog Signal and Light Station. Note to self: Post photos.
• Attended my sister's graduation, had thoughts about returning to graduate school, but then the sugar rush from the Skittles wore off.
• Got a few bricks closer to finishing the backyard. The end is in sight (at least for the bricks).
• Spent a May weekend in Yosemite, a few days after the valley flooded. The tremendous runoff produced the most spectacular waterfalls I've ever seen. Note to self: Post these photos as well.
• "Hi. I'm Eddie. How do you like me so far?" Started watching the first and only season of Keen Eddie, a police comedy about an American cop in London, on DVD. Like Firefly, Due South and Brisco County Jr., it's one of those offbeat shows that died too soon.
• Attended a wedding shower in the city on one of the windiest days I've ever experienced. Luckily, I wore heavy boots.