Celebrity Sightings!

We're enjoying unseasonably lovely weather here in fogtown. On Friday, we took a spur of the moment family vacation to Pt. Reyes. While snacking on the best buttermilk scones from the Bovine Bakery, I spotted Frances McDormand and her husband Joel Coen. Frances looked quite dour in her workout clothes, (but maybe it's just that her mouth turns downward?)and Joel seemed in his own little world as he trotted after her a few minutes later.

New York must have numbed me to seeing so many actors/directors, because I was more interested in finishing off my baked goods than worrying about where they were off to.
We had a lovely sandwich from the Cowgirl Creamery and a fantastic hike with the baby alternately snoozing and looking at trees in her front-pack carrier.

On a not-unrelated note, The NY Times had two interesting articles in Sunday's paper about the lack of anonimity in the new cyber era. The Modern Love column, about a daughter cyber-stalking the mother who gave her up for adoption. And a piece in the Styles section talked about NYC parties that are requiring guests to promise to go "off the record"--no twitting, blogging, or facebooking(a verb?) about the events at certain parties. Some argue that even the least glamorous are now living in the "public eye." Lately, I barely leave the house(for those who missed my last post I have 5 month old), so this isn't so much a problem for me. But, it seems that others (who actually have a life) are encountering a lack of privacy that's unique to the 21st Century.

Take poor Craig Newmark. He can't even enjoy a beverage at Cafe Reverie without someone webcasting about it(which happened today as I was passing by Cole Valley.) But, then again he did single handedly take down the newspaper industry. So I guess he deserves it.