267 the buffet is not open
That's what I've come to calling Market Street, the buffet. At least for her. She is so interested in every little thing that you might possibly snap up, because she's had great success with chicken bones and other leftovers. It's kind of terrible, she really pulls the leash a lot.
The city is a combination of busy and abandoned. There are a lot of utility trucks and vans in the mix of vehicles. There are maybe more people walking around, but all the businesses are closed, and it just feels like there's nothing here.
Yesterday I saw a man get caught shoplifting at Safeway. It got kind of a little violent. He was throwing stuff around and the security guard was pushing him a little bit. From what I could see he wasn't trying to steal liquor, just groceries. Food.
Seems like the streets are maybe getting a little rougher. I think some of the city funding for houseless people to stay in hotels has come to an end. In other words, people are out on the streets again.
Abandoned part-way into construction due to the new shutdown, this parklet's shackitecture used these corner decorations to tie into the restaurant's awning.
A relatively simple way to extend the brand, nice job.
Personally, while I think anti-vaxxers have some interesting points, particularly around aluminum and chicken DNA, I will be getting this shot.
Because I basically trust science. But I also have the peace of mind of knowing I'll be low on the priority list, so I'll have plenty of time to know if there are at least short-term side effects.
Who don't I trust?
His latest fundraising postcard to my father-in-law probably says, "Terrific job with the herd immunity. Sorry you're, you know, deceased."
Any other volunteers?
More UFOs. This ship came into dock recently. It had been full.
Still getting to know the tablet. Found the "digital wellbeing" app and turned it off, but not until learning I've averaged 4 hours a day on the new device. It's funny, I get sucked into my phone all the time without noticing, but this tablet is big enough and engrossing enough that I'm quickly learning to keep it shut at critical times, like when it's time to go for a walk. Or else half an hour will disappear, very quickly.
Ok, I haven't quite actually learned to keep it shut yet. Sorry, dogs.
Researching what the duck to do with the content I'm creating, looked at the Oatmeal to see what he does.
Like I said, still learning. This one got muddy.
Looks like next year's poems will be illustrated. Don't ask me what this means, I was waking up from nap.
Be safe, and hold on to your sanity. At top, Emperor Norton definitely wants to see the return of live entertainment. I know. He told me so, in the new script for Mark Twain's Barbary Coast Revue.
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