Rincon

Walked Kimball. After breakfast, I went to various stores and stocked up on produce: grapes, blueberries, tomatoes, onions, and more, plus rice cakes and salad dressing.
Took off for the bus in plenty of time, but decided to walk to the next stop. A bus passed me, so I figured the hell with it and walked the rest of the 1.9 miles to Rincon Restaurant/Brewery. Got there just about 12:30 and Carole came soon after.
The place was jumpin' both inside and out--very festive and fun, but the ceilings are very high and the noise level was tolerable. We had a really good time and good food and beer, too. We talked very frankly about our family members with dementia, including her husband, Vane (whoever would saddle a kid with that name like that should be shot) and we were there for almost two hours.
Vane picked us up (her car's in the shop) and took us to the mall, where Trader Joe's and the transit center are located. They went to the former and dropped me at the latter, where I took a bus into town. 
Walked to The Promenade in gentle warmth and under lovely blue skies. Did the loop up to Main, stopped in various places, then hopped a bus and was home at 5:00.
Diane had sent me info on a meeting of the Democratic Socialist club and yes, I'll go. I'm not at all sure I want to join an existing political organization, especially if it supports one of the black-hearted bastards who call themselves liberals, but I'm interested in what they have to say. It's next Thursday and I said I'd pick her up.
I e-mail Carolyn B. to see if she wanted to have lunch in Ojai on Monday and Tuesday. I like to talk to her one-on-one for a change, rather than in the presence of the others.