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Joint Base San Antonio-Lackland military and civilian members hold positive messages of support at base gates during the morning inbound commute as part of their new initiative, “We Care,” at JBSA-Lackland, Texas, Sept. 16, 2022. They spent the morning at various gates letting each person know that the simple, yet powerful display allows for everyone to stand together in support of those struggling with depression and thoughts of suicide. If you are struggling with thoughts of suicide, please go directly to the Mental Health Clinic or to your closest Emergency Room. You can also reach the National Suicide Prevention Lifeline at 1-800-273-8255.
On my first day commuting from the city, I've decided to try one of three options to get from my 14th Street flat to my office of world domination through planning in Redwood City. Today will be fun as I plan to let this ten car Millbrae BART rob me of my hearing for the morning! Although a cmmunical diease is more likely from the 27 year old cloth seats and lack of sanitary wraps.
I spend roughly two hours of every weekday commuting in the saddle of the Gray Lady, a 2003 BMW R1150RT motorcycle. This is a closeup of the right cylinder head.
With a few exceptions, my favorite motorcycle designs use the frame and mechanical bits as part of the design.
No one ever looks happy during a morning commute...in the US or in Japan. The Olympus Pen is so small it's fun to just take these snap shots of everyday life without being noticed.
Olympus Pen EE-3
Ilford HP5+
The commute this morning was covered by ominous clouds as some storms passed through. Luckily, I managed to stay dry. Minneapolis, MN 2009.
This is taken on the platform at North Sydney station. I particularly liked the effect of the boy's 'boaters' (straw hats) as they walked off the platform. It made me think of a gaggle of geese. I had to take all these shots quickly and move on as the station attendant was most unhappy with me. Thus the camera shake, as this was hand held @ 1 second.
With me wearing my headlamp and Kiyomi wearing her reflective collar with LEDs flashing, we took a long walk from our house to the park, ran offleash for a while, and walked back.
Drop off Gus at grandma's, hit up Starbucks for much needed coffee (1/2 caff) and breakfast (donut, guilty!). Finally heading towards the office.
I walk past the Qwest building on my way home every day. All I can think of are:
* Those few offices with windows must be heavily fought over, and
* It must *totally* suck to work there.