Coffee Sidewalk

I am typing this on Sept. 2nd, but I did not have access to a computer last night.
This is what I wrote down on a piece of paper:

Good yet stalled day. Meeting delayed until Thursday. Finally got to the city (after calling AAA AGAIN b/c of my broken dinger and non-functioning head). Helped with the last bit of clean up. SO happy for the Homies, re: their new place.

Went for dinner/coffee with Mr. Urbane. As always, a pleasure. Probably talked too much. Both had a good laugh when my 1/2 a sandwich leftovers came back to the table squished into a [paper] canister. [The kind you get take-out soup in.] Why didn't I take THAT picture? Finished off the baseball game at his house. Speaking of...his house was all I got pics of today and felt intrusive doing that. Also met his departing roomie's b-friend...the "right" kind of environmentalist. He help developing countries devise economic plans that encourage conservation.

What I didn't write on paper:
Had a happy moment while we were having coffee: Was sitting on the sidewalk in SF, having a good cup of coffee, a cool breeze was blowing, and the company was good. YAY!