Beans for Breakfast

Yesterday I walked down to the waterfront. Pier 61/62 is closed – loaded down with construction for Summer Nights at the Pier – so I walked south to the piers with the tourist shops. I watched things happening in the sound. A boat headed out from the next pier and let someone out into the [...]

Caffe Minnie’s is the place where people go to eat at odd hours. Each dish has a pile of fried potatoes scattered over one side of the plate, and all of their food pretty much tastes just like those potatoes. Though, more than one person has reported that the tomato soup is excellent. My sleep [...]

I have a ticket to a movie at the film festival and Naomi decides to go too. She goes outside to smoke, while I shut down my PC. I stroll out onto the sidewalk, catch a glimpse of someone on the periphery and turn my head with a, ready to go?, look. I’m expecting Naomi, [...]

A hip young reporter at the begining of Q13 Reports At Ten struggles for words and misses the point: “We’ll take you to the vigil for . . . the . . . police officer . . . who shot that fellow.”