How did The Idiot approach the mid-December return to his home in a redneck part of Northern California after six-weeks in Paris, London and the South of France?
He had his brain examined at the University of California San Francisco where he’s been participating in an Alzheimer-related longitudinal research study for almost two decades.
The verdict after blood draws, an MRI and cognitive testing? He’s still a mentally healthy participant.
Naturally he indulged in the usual delights in SF, which was once known as “The Paris of the West,” before heading north.
The Idiot had his brain waves measured by an old-school stethoscope at a high-tech neuroscience research facility in San Francisco before returning to Redding, CA.
The Idiot watched tourists board a Christmas-decorated cable car in San Francisco.
The Idiot listened to Victorian era Christmas carolers in San Francisco.
The Idiot ate purportedly fresh fish on Fisherman’s Wharf in San Francisco.
The Idiot admired, but did not join due to possible brain shock, swimmers in San Francisco Bay in mid-December.
The Idiot approached the Golden Gate Bridge during a morning walk.
The Idiot paid his respects to San Francisco Giants pitcher Gaylord Perry, who passed away on December 1, at Oracle Park in San Francisco.
The Idiot witnessed his first-ever sea lion posed next to a Yuletide wreath in San Francisco.
The Idiot perpetuated the myth that chocolate is good for the brain by visiting Ghirardelli Square in San Francisco.
The Idiot dropped into San Francisco’s Palace of Fine Arts during a morning walk to the Golden Gate Bridge.
The Idiot caught his reflection in a heart-shaped sculpture in the just-opened Francisco Park in San Francisco.
The Idiot ate at “La Tour d’Argent of The Paris of the West” with pal-since-Stanford Ron Rosager.
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