Friday 02/20/2026
As is our tradition (well, nearly a year-old custom) Joanne and I went for a walk including a stop at the pop-up bakery. The bakery is an ambitious local one, Little Sky Bakery. They specialize in heavy, solid stuff. Their peanut butter cookie is the size of a saucer and weighs half a pound I swear. On Fridays they put up a marquee outside a restaurant on Homer st, and that is where Joanne has a long-time custom of buying a bran muffin, which she shares with her circle of buddies at Saturday breakfast. I just tag along, well sometimes I buy me one of their cookies, which I dole out quarters of to myself over the week.
Anyway we did that. Then at 11 our AI interest group met. The talk was mostly about Stanford Robotics and their desire to use us as guinea pigs to test their robot companion. We’ll see, I’m dubious anything will come of it.
At 3, I went over to the AL floor across the patio to listen to a professional entertainer. They have in an entertainer every Friday afternoon, I hadn’t known this. I wanted to listen to how a pro performs for that audience. I didn’t get the gal’s name. She was very proficient. Sat on a stool with a guitar, she had brought her own mic and amp, had a wide repertoire of feel-good sing-along songs. I was pleased that she didn’t have any flashy instrumental chops, just strumming basic chords. But she made eye contact and kept people involved.
At 7pm there was a sing-along. This was all gospel songs, in honor of Black History month. I hung around for 3 or 4 songs then got bored and wandered off.
