SF’s 24-hour public bathrooms show promise in keeping feces off streets
Category: delusions of grandeur
I Canardly Believe It
Where Is Napkin?
Valley of the Heart’s Delight
OTEL MONTE EONE
Day 26
Can we make it to February?
Day 20
Hang in there, baby!
Day 13
When in doubt, try to hide the tree in the leaves piled up on the street. (Spotted in Sacramento. Kudos to my neighbors for getting rid of their late trees in a timely fashion.)
Living in the Future
This guy at the gym is insistent that he does not have an account or a password on Amazon, although he “uses Amazon Prime every day.”
“I JUST DON’T HAVE A PASSWORD, OK?”
She’s Dead. Wrapped in Plastic.
You May Already Be a Winner
I don’t consider myself particularly lucky, but somehow I am always selected to participate in a customer service survey when I call a business I deal with. Jealous?
Jesus Take the Wheel!
Because “Fires, fires, fires, fires” Was Too Long
Such a Feelin’s Comin’ Over Me
That time I connected the Osaka “train arriving” jingle to Shonen Knife’s “Top of the World.”
Tight Fit
Preakness Winner Spoiler
Hit me up if you want to know the winner.
Tough Decisions
Tangly
Real Coin Offerings Have Made Less Sense
Now you can buy any one of the 10 million products in the Houzz Shop using our proprietary digital currency, developed for the home remodeling and design space.
The Dream
In the dream, Trump ordered the creation of a new $200 bill, with his face on it. The bills were larger than regular bills, and made of plastic so the couldn’t get wrinkled. But no one would use them and no stores would accept them, because no one believed they were real.