Yesterday, I worked a half-hour later than normal because suddenly things happened right at the end of the day that it seemed best to attend to then and there. Then I went to eat at Chipotle after work, mostly because…
Category: Strangers on a Train
Subterranean Homesick Pigeons
As I was coming out of the subway today, a pair of pigeons were going in. They weren’t quite to the faregate yet, but I doubt any BART security would kick up much of a fuss over two small birds.…
The Market Will Sell
Every month, almost like clockwork, the Powell Street BART station will change over its entire advertising schema. It’s not quite the changing of the guard, but it’s at least as colorful. In addition to the standard raft of billboards throughout…
Next Stop, Orinda
I am out of energy. Just plain out of gas. Today did its best possible job of getting me to eat my words. At least in some respects. In others, quite the other way, there was an air of affirmation…
Terrorism and Other Myths
File this one next to “Iran will acquire toasters” as part two in a series of explaining basic principles of political reality that the entire world fails to understand. Was that too harsh? I don’t think this post is going…
At the Zoo
Early this morning, we posted a new video for The Mep Report, my former podcast with which I still interact from time to time: Most of the material is old, but it’s repackaged in a nifty new way intended to…