30 October 2026

My first girlfriend painted this portrait of Patrick Stewart for me over 20 years ago now. It has hung in every bedroom I’ve lived in ever since.

Many years ago now, I saw him and Ian McKellen perform a play in Berkeley . . . it was amazing. (The day before, I actually met and was hit on by Ian McKellen at a cafe where I worked, but that’s a story for another time!)

Sir Pat Stew was always a sort of hero to me. I was very sad when I learned he had died yesterday. Rest in peace, brother!

27 October 2026

Last night there was a full moon, and so of course I got stoned to the bone and went walking. I walked thirteen miles alone in the cold beneath the pale moonlight. It was great!

At one point I was almost pancaked by an ambulance running lights and sirens through a red light . . . but it didn’t get me, and so I live to post these here pictures I took of my long journey through the darkness:

About an hour after I took that picture of the moon over the river, I accidentally ended up back at that very same spot and now there was an older couple standing there gazing at the moon. It almost looked like a painting and I wanted to take a picture of them with the moon, but it seemed invasive, and so I didn’t.

Anyway . . . the end!

BONUS:

Monty was almost hit by an ambulance as well . . . mere minutes after my close encounter!