Home invasion!

Strangers entered our house some time during the day Wednesday. They came in through the front door with, apparently, a large crowbar, and really made a mess of the place. However, nothing seems to be missing except the tub, sink, and several walls, which are now piled in the front yard. At least they left us the toilet.

Having your only bathrom renovated is remarkably stressful. For the last couple of days I've felt like I haven't been able to take a proper breath (or a shower).

At the moment we are in San Francisco, near the airport, for the annual gay Advanced & Challenge square dance weekend. Tomorrow I have my "SF in SF" reading at the Variety Club. There will be dinner beforehand, I am told; leave a comment here with your email address, or send email, if you'd like to join us.