While returning a movie to Blockbuster's earlier, I noticed two large SUV's in the parking lot with their tailgates open. About ten very large people were sitting in camp chairs, eating from a buffet set on the hoods of both vehicles. There was a gigantic beer cooler on the curb, and a stereo system blasting in overdrive.
Behind the frolicking fat people was a gas station in full swing, spewing exhaust and gas fumes over all. San Francisco probably has more parks than any other city in America, all of them beautiful and several within easy walking distance of the Blockbuster's parking lot.
Meanwhile, about 50 feet away, a bum had set up his own bucolic campsite on the sidewalk. He had just pissed against the building, and was trying to get a little shut-eye. This is actually a lovely neighborhood, and he has the most affordable digs around. I thought of loitering to see if he got invited to the party, but the rest of my life was waiting for me.
It really makes you wonder about Darwin.
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So there was an SUV party and we weren't invited?? ~sigh~ Was it what we were wearing? (looks down)
No, M'lady Wench. I daresay it was because we weren't pissing on the sidewalk. They got standards, y'know.
If it warms up again in SF the piss soaked alleys are going to smell De.Lic.ous. Urgh. I remember stepping over passed out junkies outside our flat at 25th and Capp years ago. We had enough when a crazy guy was lunging at people walking by with a used hypodermic needle.
We picked up sticks and moved to Parkside.
Good move. We attract a better class of bum in the Marina, ie. no visible needles, just moochers and doorway sleepers.
How are you liking New Jersey?
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