Big Light, Big City

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Light falls

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Get in here.

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Show Boat

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That's the front of my hotel.

Standstill

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Like most big cities in San Francisco your much better on foot than in a car.

The Street

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Wandering

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There were quite a few folks on the street.

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The Room

The Room
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The room is about what I expected: overwraught. I'm not sure if it will be like sleeping in a half-assed "chic" art museum or....

Sharp metal: what you want hanging over you while you sleep

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...a meat locker. The light is one of those industrial kinds; like the ones in student dorms. Perhpas it is having one's own personal dorm with blue carpet and way too much metal.

The Mirror Tells a Tale

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At least the hotel is in a pretty happening spot; there are lots of people on the street...

The Alley

The Alley
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..not that I can see the street since my room looks out on a pretty narrow breezeway.

Beaver pond 

Beaver lodge 

Willows and creek 

Creek 

Lake 

Early Dawn 

Yo La Tengo 

Jazz B-Day. 

A couple of weeks ago there was another tumble weed on the TRAX line. I debated posting it for all this time since I have posted such a thing before somewhere. It blew down the tracks and disappeared around the bend. Exciting, eh? 

I've told you before that I like reflections.  

In order to avoide reading papers, I decided to clean up my office door. Fear me! 

People's sense of humor with lost gloves. 

"Have top hat, will travel by bus." 

Santa's in his Sugar House. 

I love operating systems. 

It was foggy this morning. 

Now I generally like fog, but this fog seemed just to be thicker than average smog.  

The fog has an edge to it: something like coffee; acrid some how. 

And that's why I ride this thing.