There was a big march for peace yesterday in Seattle. After I finished the show last night, one of the protesters had written this by the driver's door of our fuel efficient Honda. Thanks for oversimplifying the anti-war position to the point of idiocy! If we all drove our cars less there wouldn't be any war. Also, the 30 year old VW van gas hog parked next to me remained mysteriously chalk free.
This bundle of objects showed up at the front door of the apartment building across the street. I'm imagining a breakup and someone returning stuff. A robe, a pair of panties, shoes and glass products. Any other ideas?
A Thai restaurant if Fremont has started serving "American Breakfast." They had all the meals prepared on a picnic table out front. Each plate was appetizingly wrapped in plastic with the name of the dish written in magic marker. Pancakes in plastic, YUM!