Saturday, August 22, 2009

On Telegraph, Ur-ine for a Real Treat

The McMillers hit Berkeley today for a walk. Highlights include (but not limited to):
  • More urine than you can shake a stick at. And I can shake a lot of sticks. It was early morning, before most shops had opened up, and before the street vendors had set out their hand-made hemp-and-bead wares. I guess it was before the daily hose-down.
  • Crappy doughnuts. Berkeley, really: how could you?
  • An amusing jogger wearing a sports bra, running shoes, and sheer pantyhose that went up above her belly button. That's it -- no shorts. And no, it was not a butt that needed viewing.
  • The portion of the trip unanimously voted Most Exciting Disaster: A broken water main causing this huge river down like five separate streets. We're into natural disasters like that.


Anonymous said...

Sounds about right for Berkeley. Including the doughnuts... I remember a place called "Dream Fluff" that produced doughnuts that were neither dreamy nor fluffy....


Amber said...

My hometown! Man I miss that urine smell. The only place here that even comes close is the stairwell of the Smart Park on 10th and Morrison.

Christie said...

Perhaps further doughnut research is in order. After the hoses have washed off the streets.