October 14, 2005
In which he has no-one, no-one but himself to blame
While walking from the Civic Center, mine eyes caught three F-Market trains lined up at Gough and Market. Flashing lights in the distance signalled an accident of some sort, and I walked over to take a look. A single man was being tucked into a paddy waggon, and one of the toothless junkies reeling against the building at the corner told me that the driver had come a cropper eastbound down Market St., hitting the MUNI platform and then careening the remainder of the block until he and the k-car finished up against a tree. Lucky bastard that he was'n't being taken away in an ambulance! I walked up towards Octavia, a woman from the neighbourhood association told me that a few weeks ago, a car speeding off the new Octavia Boulevard exit ramp crashed full-tilt into a F-Market train. When I reached Octavia, one of SFPD's finest asked if I had seen the accident, and I said no; he pointed to the debris scattered across that intersection, and said that the same driver had hit the kerb or centre divider there as well, and continued on his rambunctious path down Market St. The accident did a fair job of snarfling Friday evening rush-hour traffic coming off the freeway, as the police cordoned off the blocks of Market St eastbound between Octavia and Gough.
I proceeded to The Orbit and had a cool glass of gin.
In which I am under the volcano of flowers
This morning I waited, inadvertently, until almost 9.30 to have my cup of coffee -- one per day has been my motto since resuming full-time work (wow, almost three years ago now); every now and again (34 times so far this year, according to my records, I find that I have a cuppa in the morning and then another in the afternoon, but on the whole the extent of the coffee is a double espresso early in the ack emma.
Today's cup was delicious: twenty-two seconds, the legendary time for a double-shot, and with a nice thick crema. (more great coffee photos and articles at Coffee Geek). The Fire Show's riveting and too-smart "Under The Volcano of Flowers" album goes very well with espresso, I find.