Notes from my commute

On phone on BART. Brief. Cousins visited. Cute kids. 3 year old says Emily and Laura are his best friends, but can't tell us apart. Learned to make mead. Bad mead is vile, and good mead almost lived up to expectations of sweet sunshine. Maybe mine will be drinkable by graduation. Started job yesterday. Read lots of papers. Tomorrow will probably do real stuff. Berkeley is cold and damp. I am going to the mountains next week.