California

I feel that a blog post is in order, because I've moved to a new place. Some people would like updates, I'm sure. Tell them they're free to call me.

Here's something I haven't told anyone yet, though: near the library there's some kind of tree or plant or other botanical item with this terrible smell. At first I thought the older, very heavy-set man sitting on a bench there had been smoking pot. This turned out not to be the case. Either that, or he left a very lingering smell. He was a large man, so I guess it's more than possible that he would leave a lingering smell.

So one time I went up the canyon with some friends and there was a bonfire and we came home smelling like smoke. If we told you we'd met with some people who were smoking pot and that's what had scented all our clothing, we may or may not have been lying.

I think landscape designers and grounds crews and landscapers should be required to study plant odors.

I think green is a fine color for a room.


Sometimes I think, what if? That's a dangerous thing to think. I apologize to anyone who has been hurt by my thinking, what if?

Here's a statistic: AT UC Davis, on peak days, there are 20,000 to 30,000 bicycles on campus. Today is not a peak day.