Too much time on my hands I guess. Result? New blog interface and picture of me in front of one of the nicest looking buildings on my stroll up Market Street, the SF Furniture Mart (not open to the public).
I was once a juror on a case where a fat man bumped a tiny asian woman out of their small elevator with his stomach. Supposedly she was knocked to the ground. Half the people on the elevator, including the anachronistic elevator operator, said nothing happened. The other half said he had done it intentially. Two weeks of my life I'll never get back.
Anyway, this is my "no eye contact" street face on a cold foggy day. If you look close you can see my tell-tale white ear buds.
Also, please note that I've added an Web Album link on the right side with all those pictures you've enjoyed at my expense.
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