On my way to Java Hutt today, I passed the district court building in Ferndale. It’s undergoing renovation, and in the process it looks like it’ll lose this painting of blind justice that’s been on the side of the building for as long as I’ve seen it. Well, it won’t lose the painting; it looks like it will be covered up by a new wall of cinder blocks. In a few decades, maybe it’ll be uncovered to everyone’s surprise. Anyway, here’s something to remember it by.
I'm a longhaired almost-hippie stuck in the inner suburbs of a major rust-belt metropolis who's thoughtful, creative, and kind of geeky. In exchange for a paycheck I run around in a cubicle maze most days. When I escape, I play music, hang out in coffee houses, dink around on the computer, take naps, and think I should be off in the woods somewhere. Every once in a while I get in my car and drive far, far away, though I've always come back so far.
Blogs I Follow
- Tales From B.F.E. (or How I Learned To Stop Worrying and Love The Guitar)
- Life, And Other Natural Disasters...
- Too old to die young
- I only buy it for the articles.
- Patio Boat
- The Wolf Mama's Kitchen
- mark's journal
- A songdog's new world of random thoughts
- The WordPress.com Blog