Hybrid worship and lunch and a quest for a trash can.

 About 6 hours of sleep even with crossword puzzle drama.


nearest trash can acroos the street
Lunch detritus in need
of trash receptacle

My life is all about which side of the street has crappier sidewalks intersected with whch street crossing are scariest. South Jackson is curretnly overachieving on both fronts.


Hybrid worship was WONDERFUL


On way home I found an intriguing barbecue place except for disappointing coleslaw. Take out food on the plaza near a bus stop but NO PLACE TO PUT THE TRASH unless I either cross at a crossing in traffic or walk a block to the stop light.


I PROTEST.

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