Northern lights.

A while ago when the northern lights were visible across much of the country, me and my coworkers at the one (Thai) restaurant where I work now were discussing them, and whether and how much they'd be visible from where we live, when we got out of the restaurant that night and tried to look at the night-sky.

And, I told my one (older) (Thai) coworker who's a whiz at the phones that she should probably run home right away and throw her body over her garden-patch that she started as part of her new gardening hobby, to protect her plants from the solar radiation.

"Sure," she was like.

Though, later she also said that she couldn't throw herself on top of her garden, because of "thorn."

"Yes you could," I was like, "You just don't love your garden enough."

Later, too, I told my one (chubby) (Thai) coworker that a good place to see the northern lights might be from the miniature bluff in the lake park that's a decently short walk away from the restaurant, but as soon as I said that, I corrected myself and said not to go, because recently I've been seeing homeless people hanging out there to like charge their phones at an outlet, and also just hanging out there generally, and who knows what you'd find there if you went deep into the park alone by yourself late at night.

"Homelessness around town seems like it's getting worse again," I then was like, and my one (older) (Thai) coworker who's a whiz at the phones agreed with that sentiment, as well as with the recommendation not to go up to the park late at night, now, although she wouldn't have necessarily disagreed with the initial recommendation to try going up there in the past, she said.