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At the beach, I see this (young) (black) couple in like their early or mid 30s walking by and holding hands, and as they do that, jet skis appear somewhere way out on the water.
And, the guy says to the girl, "Those are like motorcycles, but on water."
At the beach, I realize that I forgot to bring a plastic fork with my tupperware - I bring my own tupperware and fork, to cut down on waste - and so I eat my meal by using my fingers, or a folded-over slice of roast beef, or larger unwieldy pieces of biscuit that I rip off of the big slab biscuit that I got with my meal.
The gravy and runny mashed potatoes are simply just a bitch to eat, and sometimes the green beans fall of whatever I'm holding, though my fingers work decently well enough with those.
At the cafeteria near the beach that I go to, 2 (younger) (black) guys are putting in their orders, and one pulls down his mask to talk to the workers, as he talks to them behind these giant hanging Plexiglass shields that divide the open kitchen from the ordering line.
A few minutes later, too, the next guy is actually laying his arms and head down on the counter and his mask is pulled down around his neck, so when he's talking, his breath is actually going into the gaps below the giant hanging Plexiglass shields, since that's where his head is at.
"What weird people," I say to the one (later middle-aged) (stoic) (Greek-American?) counterwoman who I know by sight, when she goes to ring up my order.
"You have no idea," she was like.
"There's a lot of them like that?, I was like.
"We're used to it by now," she was like.
Last month, I saw the word "Gilead" in like 3 places within like less than 24 hours:
1) A book of the Bible.
2) Margaret Atwood's sequel to "The Handmaid's Tale."
3) A drug company ad in my latest copy of Rolling Stone.
. . .
The other week last month I had to go into work on a Saturday since a coworker had asked me to switch shifts with him for some reason.
So, like I always do, I locked up my bike at the north end of the one subway station that I live by, and, as part of that, like I always do, I locked up my bike helmet next to the front wheel of my bike by putting the bar lock through both of them, so that my bike helmet was secured to my bike as my bike was secured to one of those kind of upside down U-post things that you see sitting out on streets that you can lock your bike up to them.
When I got home that night, then, my helmet was like busted in half, from someone probably leaning on the part that was sticking out the most.
My front wheel felt misaligned, too, when I started riding, like someone had leaned hard on the helmet and wrenched the wheel to the side some, too.
There's been so many weird people on the subway lately, that I wonder if it was one of them, or maybe a local kid or whoever going to or from one of the bars near the subway stop.
The funny part is, I've been living in this city for like fifteen years or more, and I've always been locking my bike helmet up with my bike like that, and this is the first time that something like this has happened.
This past Friday night, there were some very weird people going into the subway station at the same time that I left work, so I lingered and let them go onto the platform, then I slowly and cautiously went there, too, but I went to the opposite end, and I warned the only other person out there to be careful and to keep their eye on them.
And, it was some (Asian-American) guy who had only moved to the city a month ago, and this was like his third time riding the subway.
We talked a bit, and it turns out that he can work remotely, and so he had moved from San Francisco in order to save on rent and to be closer to his parents and to save on some money.
(He had been paying $3400 a month for rent out in San Francisco!)
Anyhow, the neighborhood that he now lives in is one of the ritziest neighborhoods in the city, and he said that the building that he lives in is offering 3 months rent free on move-in...
Downward pressure on rents isn't a bad thing in itself, but it's definitely a sign of economic trouble in what's actually causing that downward pressure, what with all the unemployed and underemployed younger people who've had to move home, from what I've seen of statistics and all the stories that are in the paper nowadays.
The (Asian-American) guy, too, said that he had read somewhere that rents are down like 7-10% right now in San Francisco, from all the people moving out to work remotely and save some money.
At the resthome, this one (black) (female) private aide who used to be a McDonald's manager and is cool as all heck really follows politics, as does the one resident who's a retired professor who she assists.
When politics was getting all heavy a few weeks ago with the Rose Garden superspreader event, we got in a habit where we'd be texting each other news articles and stuff as soon as some new development came out.
Isn't that awesome?
I'm also loaning her my memoirs of the women who escaped R. Kelly.
Like me, she reads them in like a day, sometimes reading them even quicker than I do, then we discuss them a bit.
