THE DODDERING

How prescient! I mentioned seeing things out of the corner of one's eye due to lack of sleep (myself) or ancient drug deposits in the sewer system (street up-diggers in my neighborhood recently). And I should mention that when the late afternoon sun hits parked vehicles just right, there is a blinding glare from multiple surfaces that is quite inconvenient.

That row of Cat earthmovers look just like prehistoric beasts.
I think they're grazing. Slowly masticating gravel.
And look, fresh deposits of asfalt.
Still steaming.

At tea time I ended up at the usual bakery where the two old gentlemen were already at the back table. The combination of ninety-plus year old hearing and typical Canto stubborness inevitably caused some interesting conversational bits. One of them is kind of pissed off at young men on the bus, who fail to understand that they cannot sit there that seat is for old people and the handicapped. It turns out that there were plenty of vacant seats for that category anyway, but it's still not right. That's OUR seat, you mannerless person!

This truly is the end of civilization, society is crumbling.
Good heavens, what is this world coming to?
Young people these days, I mean!

He's seriously considering starting to drive again. Instead of taking public transit. If the idea of a deaf old gentleman with a cane and a hearing defect on the road doesn't frighten you, it should. You have too much faith in AI providing safeguards and a benevolent deity looking out for all of us.

He lives out near the beach. Chinatown is near the Financial District, entirely the other side of town. There are miles and miles of traffic in between those two areas, and absolutely nowhere to park here. Which may lead to frustration and circling likely downtown blocks increasingly carelessly, as well as cursing everybody younger than let's say eighty years old who in their manifest selfishness parked where he needs to park. Don't they realize that they can indeed walk a dozen blocks to get to the same bakery?

The next step is dedicated parking spots everywhere for the aged and mobility impaired.

Myself, I walked over two dozen blocks today.
We need bakeries in every block.
If anything.



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