Tuesday, February 23, 2010

Early morning in the Tenderloin


This morning's character was extra special. As the light was turning, I saw a blur of cream fake fur and brown stripes. This fellow moseyed out into the crosswalk. Suddenly he stopped, in the middle of the crosswalk, in front of traffic. Then I saw the little silver stick. He looked up toward the sky, and then over to a building. Then he beamed his light at the building, muttered some imponderables and continued on his way.

2 comments:

Dixon said...

Ah now we know what Miguel is doing on his day off.

Wahoo said...

Wohskies! Fun stuffs!