So this weekend, whew! My friend Barry was in town whom I haven't seen for nearly three years (four? lots of months? I'm not sure, a real long time). He's a screenwriter in L.A., a career hatched back when we were in high school together in Ann Arbor. He would often bring me ideas which I would dice up and ask questions. He's written like 14 screenplays since then and we've had this critic/creator sparing match for nearly a decade.

He's been having a rough go of it lately and decided to drive up to San Francisco for the three day weekend. He had no particular plans and neither did I.