It’s a beautiful afternoon here at the Cavallo Point Lodge, located at Fort Baker, near the North End of the Golden Gate Bridge. Linda and I are on our way North to visit her cousins… 4:29 PM

The conversation went like this: Scott was saying how his wife had spent dinner discussing a series of schedule conundrums that were seemingly intractable. Scott didn’t see how the situation could be resolved without more information,  so he said, “What do you expect me to do about that?” Not, it turned out, what his wife wanted to hear.

My wife, who had overheard our conversation, said “Well of course not – she was just twittering – any girl would have understood that. I don’t know why men think they always have to solve everything.” Scott and I agreed he’d have been better off nodding a few “yes, dears” and letting the matter go. He could always  go to Twitter for solace… 4:11 PM

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