I’ll sleep when I’m dead.
Keeping busy
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By the seat of one’s pants
Shake a leg, Meg.
Squeak, squeak, squeak…/ ALSO: You count.
The hamster wheel keeps on turning. And you have until tomorrow to be counted in the US Census.
Um, summertime, somehow?
Fritter away your day.
For safety’s sake
See you there. Or here.
Crybaby redux
Like. A. Baby.
A bus ticket is cheaper than a sleeping bag.
Dear Feastlings, In talking with the people at the Primavera Men’s Shelter and the Sister Jose Women’s Center, I’ve been able to confirm what I’ve long assumed to be the case: People experiencing homelessness, those who are on the move, anyway, seek out warmer climes as the cold weather takes over spots north of here, […]
Keeping it brief
Tomorrow should be good.
Our thumbs
We’ll stop twiddling if you do.
In a nutshell
See you shortly, we hope.