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

As of July 1, the wretched local transit company has discontinued the brightly colored paper monthly passes and introduced the "ClipperCard," an easily lost chunk of plastic bearing an arrangement of triangles that is probably meant as a hip evocation of a clipper ship, which takes a long time to charge up, can be charged up almost nowhere except at their 10-5 headquarters office in downtown San Jose, is likely hyper-sensitive to many facets of daily life, and can be cantankerous in the extreme in getting to register when bopped against the card reader on the bus in the approved manner. So, apparently, can the reader - now that we're all forced to use this clever technology, I'm getting waved on buses about half the time because the reader is kaputt. Just bring back the paper passes ...

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

This morning, the gulls had come inland again. They were having fun at the dumpster behind Mr. Chau's.