Campers,

Pardon my experimenting with sentence structure and the like and putting pics of a healing blood blister on my left foot.

I use this Blog as a combination … ??

File Cabinet for everything from medical records to critiques of other writers and always with one political issue or the other it just doesn’t stop.

In Clarion Gallery Alley News:

Today’s biggest news is that there is a brand new trash can of small size and already …

1. Totally tagged all over but not damaged

2. Half Full !!!

I mean, like, god damn man !!

Alley not bad and usual 3 or 4 or half dozen regular drunks mostly and Jim the Golfer I met today actually had a little bong with water and everything and needed meds cause he was losing it hygiene wise but had a lithe golf swing and knew his terminology (who knows that a wedge is, "65 degrees" ?

He was sitting next to a nice big wooden dresser drawer that must have run away with the trash can cause there are no other drawers or chest so it’s the only thing that really makes any sense if you’re paying any attention at all.

Getting myself to stop and give time to folks like Jim on my walks can be tough.

Tendency is to walk right past and keep going when you’re approaching someone talking to themselves or endlessly punching tiny holes in pieces of cardboard or sits every day on a bench overlooking the Dolores Park View that people come from around the world to see and he bitches how much he hates San Francisco.

I was down to ten bucks and ready to hunker down when I found a fifty and two twenties in my ‘desk safe’ that I’d forgotten.

That’s big money to me and there’s another 50 in the bank and Manny’s cleared on 26th so I can spend like a pot head Sailor that I am.

Jim the golfer insisted

Hmmm, I’m gratefully stoned and it was a big morning.

Couple of sometimes hostile pitt bulls were nuzzling for pets on the head and I do love critters.

And, take-homes for day are a small lavender front of bath sink or front door stand-in which makes 18 rugs and this one is another very deep velvety feel.

Plus, a gift that will last a hundred years.

Really.

Piece of art from lady name Rachel who has her spacious studio in a garage on Dolores first house North of Parking Lot.

I’ve loved her work for years and finally noted she was selling some wonderful wonderful prints for twenty bucks and I’ll post the pic now and then post this but when she found out I’d been a Special Ed teacher she gave it to me for free:

"Thank you for your service."

I’m hearing that more as I age.

I called it out to four cops I spoke with briefly on the Dolores Church Zone which they’re patrolling more robustly I’ve noticed and the Mission Captain, McKelernie was by Manny’s with couple of his crew last week so I’m hoping a general rise in readiness.

Now, if I can take pic of Rachel’s gift & post it, I’ll follow with this which will end up as text lead to that.

I’m getting so fucking good at this.

lol

Used to take a crew of 3 or 4 and a small dog named, ‘Baby Boy’ plus a development lab and messengers to do what a geezer can do now in a leisurely morning walk.

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