D.O.P.-T. (day before yesterday)

All of a sudden the neighborhood is full of cats. Rushing for the bus, I glimpsed yet another small, mostly white cat twinkling across the street just around the corner: this one calico.

D.O.P.-T.

A summer's day. We drove to the San Jose library, where all the books the housemate wanted were out. The street parking meters now accept credit cards but charge double; I still only gave them 4 of my quarters.