Slow day

Walked down the street a fair ways, to a bookstore and a street-side café. Read and ate a big piece of cake. Now, I watch all the streetlights turn on, bit by bit. Endless sounds of partying, horns, the street, the wind. Saturday night in the big city.

Westward

I travel to Los Angeles, first class and with a rented car waiting to take me to a hotel on Sunset Strip. I will disport myself there for two weeks before returning home. Much time will be spent with my friends, and a good deal on my own. Perhaps I will even venture to get Continue reading Westward

just anyone

Just thinking about the qotd right below this. I’m sure Adm. Hopper had to deal with way more than her fair share of idiots (and it’s the well-educated idiots that can be most annoying), but this sentence is still quite revealing of how people still think. Most especially, of course, with computers – so I Continue reading just anyone