Memories, from sitting, in Oaktown

(for Duke):  Walk, eat, walk, eat, walk! 

plus water plants, bring in mail and papers, take out bins, bring in groceries..

A cat stood his ground against Duke, a massive doberman, and won.  Funny.

Another cat ran across the street, leaped onto the roof of a parked car, and caught a bird, bringing it back across, in his mouth.

There was a thunder and lightning storm Sunday morning.  I walked Duke in it, from 5:45-6:15.

We managed to stay dry, just barely.  Epic walk.   Also, petrichor!  

I bought 3 cheese steak sandwiches, and got a free T-shirt.

Noah’s bagels.  They asked for my name, then didn’t use it, which pissed me off.  I get that sometimes people have the same name, but people also have the same order.

I set off the home security alarm.  I armed it with Duke still inside.  I didn’t realize there was a motion detector.  Oops!  I came back inside, and turned it off (phew).

I learned that Ron was a manager for Bob Marley, Bo Diddley, Quicksilver Messenger Service, and others.  I met his son, Eric, and listened to both of them jamming together on guitar.

Susan went to Wyoming to be with horses (with a broken arm).  That sounds like fun.

The house cleaner made me feel like a slob.  The place is immaculate, now.

Ron made me a chicken dinner, and ordered us a delicious spinach and mushroom pizza, and also another meal of takeout chinese.   He says he’s going to give me a book about food.  We didn’t make arrangements about food, and I sort of crossed the line, eating food he was looking forward to.

The thing about Ron and me, is we (almost always) have to repeat ourselves, when we say something to each other.  It gets annoying.  But, whatever.   He’s from New York, and still sounds like it, despite being in California since 1970.

We listened to wprb (from the Echo), with a J Lo dance show on the tv, on mute.  There was a pleasantly surprising degree of synchronicity.  I told him how I was into college radio.  I mostly listen to wprb (princeton), but also whrb (harvard), kzsu (stanford), kcpr (cal poly), wmbr (mit), and kalx (cal). 

I learned that you have to empty the cat’s litterbox, or he’ll go on the floor.  

I surprised a skunk, out by the cat food on the side, but (luckily) didn’t get sprayed.

I’m told there’s a homeless guy who steals their tomatoes from the front garden.