The border, as I will digress, is clearly marked from the north side by a "Welcome to Oakland" sign. It is also clearly marked, from the south side, by a "Nuclear-Free Zone" sign.
So. This is my meeting report for this month's meeting, which happened tonight, or so I am given to believe.
See, I was running a bit late, and it's an hour's drive from Stanford to the meeting location, particularly with end-of-day traffic. As a result of this, I got there about 9:00 -- which, granted that the meetings usually seem to go until 9:30 or 10:00, should have been in time to at least say hello to people before they all wandered off.
In the process of backing into the parking place, I stalled the engine. This served as a convenient reminder that my starter motor on my car (an '88 Ford Bronco) has issues; specifically, when the engine is hot (after, say, an hour drive from Stanford to Berkeley), all it will do is groan slightly and fail to start the engine. So, I did the rest of the parallel-parking job by hand-pushing ('88 Ford Bronco GVWR: in the 2.5-ton range, IIRC), and walked up to the teahouse.
There were quite a number of people at the teahouse. None of them, however, were rasseffarians.
So, I ate a apple-walnut stickybun -- they make excellent apple-walnut stickybuns -- and pondered at things.
See, one of the attributes of a Ford Bronco engine -- a useful one, in a wintery climate, which we do not have here -- is that it is a large heavy piece of cast iron (with other bits in, of course), and it does not cool down at all quickly. I figured I had about an hour to wait before it was likely to be startable.
Given the hour to wait, and a stickybun to work off, I figured that a good thing to do was go for a leisurely walk; I made it most of the way up to the Berkeley campus (a 2.2-mile walk, counting both directions), and wandered back.
At that point, the car started, grudgingly, and so I drove to the corner gas station, bought $10 of gas (gas is expensive in Berkeley, it seems), drove across the bridge back most of the way home, stopped at a gas station here, bought the remaining $35 of gas required to fill the tank for this month, and drove the rest of the way home.
So that was the Bay-Area RASFF meeting for this month. The food was good, and I had a nice walk.