thoughtfulthat is i won't mix with them terribly well but i will watch them with some amusement. they get all dressed up to come to the mission and i can't quite figure out why. i mean if you are going to get dressed up it seems like you should be at some swanky bar downtown and not in one our corner dives but for some reason it seems to be the thing to do.
not that it matters. my street is butt ugly and i love it. that there is always something going on makes it lovable whether those going are dressed up or not and many of them are emphatically not while some of them emphatically are which makes it all the more interesting.
sometimes i hate it too. there are some blocks i simply will not walk down because they are so hideous. these aren't the blocks with drug dealers and hookers as those i can deal with and even seek out but rather the long white sidewalks running alongside huge appliance retailers with monotonous storefronts unrelieved by color or any kind of appeal at all. i wonder who goes there to buy things because there is absolutely nothing that distinguishes the gray of the store from the gray of the street from the gray of the washing machines inside. this is what the world would look like if it were all covered by concrete.
a tree. my soul for a tree.
