And finally, without intending that I would devote my day to Jeff’s blog topics, I ventured to the University District where I attended a press screening of the forthcoming Jonathan Demme documentary The Agronomist, about slain Haitian journalist and activist Jean Dominique.
As I walked north from the Route 43 terminus, one block west of Trader Joe’s, I spied a weathered sticker.
After the film, I had a pleasant lunch at the storied Sushi Express in the company of one Danelope, after which I enjoyed the happy sense of public morality that comes from riding the bus. Again.
As I walked toward my house from Broadway, what did I spy, high in his natural habitat of parking regulatory and instructional signage?