I bought my camera somewhere around here, then waited for the bus to go home.
There was a bird! The bird was not waiting for the bus.
This man had the amazing ability to direct traffic around him by focusing his 'chi' and also by playing his harmonica.
This is about a half-mile from my house and I want to eat here very badly.
Frankie likes to hang out in my room and attempt to kill my bus transfer.
He occasionally checks to make sure I'm the same guy that moved in yesterday. I'm not sure what he would do if I wasn't, seeing as he was pretty friendly when he first met me.
I have apparently passed Frankie's authentication protocol so he proceeds to grant me Nice Cat privileges.
Hey, it's my room!
The view from my front steps. If you squint, you can see a battleship or a barge or something drifting through the fog.