A better view of the transit center construction

Monday, May 11, 2020

A quick hello

Sunday, May 10, 2020

Wendy cleaning out the stable

Ran up to Oxford for a package run. Promised to return when everyone wasn’t so busy and we could bend elbows.

Socially distanced Thai

Saturday, May 9, 2020

After Mike hugged Joe we did our air hugs.

Future transit hub

Friday, May 8, 2020

A thicket of weeds, trees and parking lot have been bulldozed. This spot will become the new home of a transit center in Northside. It will unite most of the neighborhood bus stops into a single destination with seating and ticketing.

Admittedly, this vantage is not helpful. But in the coming months of largely staying within a few block radius of home, you’ll see how this project moves along more than once.

Here are some renderings of the signage in context of the architecture.

The Flyover to support front line workers

Thursday, May 7, 2020

I already knew from close experience that healthcare workers were dealing with horrific circumstances.

I stood outside to watch F-16s fly by to support them. Cynics might say it was a waste of resources to fuel these jets, but for someone scared at home trying to see how it all sorts out, it was a moment to hang one’s hat on.

I was grateful for the distraction, even if they were just two little specs.

Bromeliad and a workout

Wednesday, May 6, 2020

When I got to the gym, Larry checked my temperature and I washed my hands.

I wore a mask and so did he.

During the workout we wiped everything down with sanitizer before and after each of the sets.

It kind of felt normal, but masks are annoying. Not enough to have a hissy fit and refuse wearing one though.

After I worked up a sweat I enjoyed seeing his and Tom’s little strip of a garden out back in the driveway.

I woke up like this

Tuesday, May 5, 2020

This is not a thirst trap, just an admission that I need a haircut.

Also going to link to this woeful post from 2003.

Ed’s birthday

Monday, May 4, 2020

My camera glitches out from time to time. I kinda dig it.

Ed is not resigned here. Ok, maybe he is.

Mt. Echo and the PSA

Sunday, May 3, 2020

We were supposed to socially-distant meet for the Public Service Artists at Mt. Echo.

Got there early, it was a shit show. Folks were clearly feeling pent up or something.

The park was packed, even with the dreary weather.

Switched up our plans and met in Northside.

The great patio cleanup

Saturday, May 2, 2020

This was the first pandemic weekend where the weather was nice. Usually it was just a rainy shit show.

This motivated me to super clean the patio.

It felt awesome tearing out all the weeds and sweeping away all the dead leaves. There was much of both.

Closed out the evening having a cigar with Chris and Richard.

I stopped having cigars sometime before my mom passed, but during this first pandemic, I have chosen to allow myself the occasional puff.

The logic is bad, but the result is fine.