A silly kind of update ...
Just wanted readers out there, in the space of forgetful bullshit and other kinds of heinous distractions, that my life has improved a bit ... I didn't end up homeless, though I must admit I see them every day to and from work. I ride Metro, in Seattle, nuff said ...
But things are better ...
Saw a dude building a house underneath the I-90 overpass this morning, not far from the Rainier Avenue Street/I-90 bus stop. He had put some real work into it - he had wood, and hammers, and cardboard, and he looked to be turning the crevice, that space under the bridge, into a home ... perhaps one that doesn't suck too much, to be envied in the slums of Rio de Janeiro, to be sought after, and perhaps stolen, by other bums or chud or trog or morlock that would like a nice place to sleep ... kind of futile ... so, like the Hopi Indians ... he will likely be destroyed by invaders. Maybe he'll leave cave paintings behind.
But things for me are decent enough, and that's fantastic these days.
