A mean-looking homeless man at the bus stop was muttering to himself, a long-running commentary on the world, but he was speaking softly, and I couldn’t make out most of it. … [read more]
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Ezell’s Famous Chicken
Had an early lunch at Ezell’s Famous Chicken. It’s a chicken so famous I’ve heard of it, a Seattle-area chain, but I’d never tried it before. … [read more]
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Well, half a damn, maybe.
There was an old man in the coffee shop this morning, though probably not as old as me. He was skinny, somewhat rumpled, with stringy gray hair, and he danced in his chair to the recorded jazz the coffee shop played. … [read more]
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No cream cheese left behind
The bus pulled over, and a passenger came aboard. She was, I’m guessing, half-Hmong and half-black, maybe 30 years old. Her hair was dyed Marilyn-blonde and ironed flat to her shoulders, under a yellow sequined and sparkly baseball cap. … [read more]
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Bullshit, and bite me.
Step into my nightmare: I’m working in an office, and there’s a particular document I need to find, physically not digitally. It’s paperwork on paper, and we need the paper. … [read more]
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And now the news
CRANKY OLD MAN #133
APRIL 24, 2022When I was young, the notion of space travel fascinated me. Now I’m just glad we’re not seeking out new life and new civilizations. … [read more]
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Astounding journeys, $2.75
Guess who’s fat, ugly, and poor, but now has a library card? This guy.
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How does coffee shop wi-fi work, really? There’s no posted rule, but does one so-so cup of coffee really buy the whole morning online in this uncomfortable booth, or am I supposed to also buy a sandwich or stale pastry every hour or two? … [read more]
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Meet the flatmates
It’s a myth, you know, that it rains all the time in Seattle. It rains more in Honolulu than in Seattle, but… it’s drizzled just about every day since I got here. … [read more]
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Mrs Rigby’s
My whole life, I’ve been a city boy, so nothing much surprises me. Until today, though, I’d never seen a young, healthy, well-constructed woman wearing black Lycra shoulder-to-toe, hoisting herself on a rope threaded over outdoor kiddie play equipment in a public park, dangling mid-air and stretching her body into numerous interesting positions, for an hour. … [read more]
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My great escape
I’ve signed a contract and moved into my new place. The cat is cowering in the closet, terrified, and there’s no internet access yet, so I’m still posting from the library, but we’re headed toward a new improved normal. … [read more]