Honk If You Love Conceptual Art

Predicting the Future Direction of the War in Ukraine

Staring at a Crimean famine.

 

Maybe No Covid This Time

I don't know how I escaped getting Covid this time, but I appear not to have it. So, good news. I was in a compact space for four hours with someone who got Covid the next day. Somehow escaped....

On Covid Watch

So, I was exposed. But I'm vaxxed up too. Feel more-or-less OK.  So, do I get it, or do I escape?  We'll see!

A Stroll Around Groovy Berkeley

Rachel, Ia, and Larry had tickets to see "The Great Comet of 1812." I didn't have a ticket, but I agreed to drive them down from Sacramento, because I like walking around unfamiliar neighborhoods. While they watched the show I walked around two neighborhoods: Elmwood, south of the UC Berkeley campus, and in the vicinity of Adeline and Ashby Avenues, near the theater, and near the Ashby BART station.

 

A building under construction.

Rachel, Larry, and Ia enter the Ashby Stage theater, where the Shotgun Players are presenting the (fairly-new) musical (dating from about 2012, so a Leo Tolstoy bicentennial show) "The Great Comet of 1812."

Parked over by Malcolm X Elementary School. No CRT here, no sirree.

Elmwood neighborhood.

Mmmm, curries.

Obscure movies.  I like the title: "Triangle of Sad Tar."  Like the La Brea Tar Pits, but with fewer mastodons.

"Sweet Dreams!'

I ate a grilled cheese and ham sandwich at Baker Commons.

Nice place.

Interesting outfit in a luxury store window.

The library was closed, but looked nice.

From a mural on Ashby Avenue.

"First They Came For The Homeless."

Community pride.

Nothing less.

Groovy Berkeley.

Free training for Insurance Agents?

Ashby BART Station.

Ashby BART Station.

Mural on the side of a liquor store at Ashby and Adeline.

A Lace Museum.

Interesting Pacific-looking stuff.

American Haircuts.

Back at Ashby Stage.

Peace Wall that-a-way.

Larry, Ia, and Rachel after the show.