A Friday Evening

I ended up going over to watch hockey at the sports bar with Katherine. We were going to take a bus but I said I'd prefer to walk. It seemed like a nice evening though a bit chilly. We had gotten just as far as the Metreon (a building containing restaurants, a cinema and shops) when it starting raining on us. Neither of us had correct change for the bus so we ran inside. Once inside the food court we both realized we were hungry so we sat down for a bit. By the time we were done the rain had stopped so we walked on over to the bar.

Katherine's not into sports and I'm not into drinking so she hung out with people she knew from Colorado and I tried to watch the game on the monitors. I wasn't that successful so I took off after about an hour. I decided to walk along the Embarcadero to the BART station. It was nice walk and took me around 45 minutes. I got home and watched the end of of the game on my DVR. Turned out to be pretty exciting. I'm sure the guys in the bar had a good time. I've decided I'm not a big fan of watching sports in bars. I like to hear the games, especially hockey. There's just something about the click and clack of the puck on the stick and the swish of the skates and the crash of bodies into the boards.

So on the way home on BART I was finally able to get back into the book I was reading, Island by Thomas Perry. What an excellent book. Perry writes stories about generally good people who prefer to work outside the law. Island is the story of a couple who run cons. After stealing a great deal of cash from a mafioso, they escape to the Carribbean where they begin a multi-year project of building an island from stratch on top of an unmapped shoal. The characters are likable and the plot is ingenious.

The first Thomas Perry books I read were his Jane Whitefield series: Vanishing Act, Dance for the Dead, Shadow Woman, The Face-Changers, and Blood Money. Jane is in the business of helping people disappear. I won't say more. Check them out for yourself.