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Before I forget, this first picture is for my friend, Joyce, who once pointed out that I rarely (if ever) show myself or other people in my photos. Joyce said something like it was “unusual” or “creepy” or “disturbing” and must mean that I “never go anywhere” and I was “obviously a liar and possibly a sociopath”; I forget her exact words. (ha ha) So, here’s proof that I–or my left arm, at least–was in Berkeley today:
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Joyce, I’m sure you’ll recognize the mole & the hairs on my arm. Oh, and perhaps my tattoo.<\/p>\n
And on a completely unrelated note, here’s another picture for TB:
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OK, back to me, because this is <\/em>all about ME. I stayed in Berkeley <\/span><\/a>again today. I’m geographically retarded* and am trying to get somewhat oriented to my surroundings with the hope that I can avoid becoming hopelessly lost. (*It’s not politically incorrect if I refer to myself <\/em>as retarded.)<\/p>\n Today’s adventures included stops at the Poetry Garden … … Live Oak Park<\/span><\/a> … … and environs, more sightseeing along Shattuck Ave., plus a meander around the University of California Berkeley<\/span><\/a> campus and vicinity. And I’ve seen lots of gorgeous flora all along the way: My only meal of note today was at Cafe Gratitude<\/span><\/a>:
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