Happy Birthday, James Redfield (author of the Celestine Prophecy!)

I've been getting packed over the weekend, and trying to take care of last minute postings before leaving for Tokyo tomorrow.  I have a lot of writing to do, but I'm making time to spend with Anders and Auggie since I won't see them for two and a half weeks.  And Robert and I spent the afternoon yesterday in San Francisco--there was an exhibition of photographs I wanted to see.  We drove all the way out to Vicente and 43rd Street to have a late lunch at the Old Mandarin Islamic restaurant that had gotten a good review.

We had fun being in SF, even though I'm so glad I don't live there anymore.  Windy and cold.  No parking.  I drove Robert by my old house I lived in at 21st and Quintara.  The house looks shabby and run-down. 

We read an article about how the cells in the body replace themselves every three months--unless you are not very active.  The cells respond to exercise that tells them that "you are still alive and foraging for food" so they keep on keeping you alive and young (cellularly).  If you become sedentary, the message is, this person is decaying.  Don't bother to replace cells.. Ugh, that will keep me walking.

I'll try to blog when I'm gone, but not sure if I'll have time.