Sunset over Richmond last Thursday. Jacked levels oh so slightly with a little more contrast, nothing more. Handheld with little Canon p&s, auto-setting. Can you see the little star up there?
Each Saturday I gather my meat sack, camera and some change for the meters in Berkeley. They’ve gone to 1.00 for an hour now, just so you know. Always careful to make sure I have my quarters to park, I’ve got a secret place.
Berkeley can’t possibly be unlike other largish cities in regards to those old parking meters. You know the ones. The ones that look healthy, then procede to take your quarters? Yup, thems be the ones. So of course I always bring a few extra quarters just in case, one never knows.
It was a warm October morning and the boys were with me. The older one watched as I slid in my first quarter only to ge a message on the damned thing, “Error.” Indeed and it cost me 25 cents to find out. I wish they had a button on ’em so we could test first.
“Okay boys, back in the truck! We need to pull forward to another meter so Papa can lose another damned quarter.”
“But Papa, why not just use a nickel instead? That way you only lose 5 cents.”
Well, ain’t that just an ice pick in the forehead. If I were you, take an 11 year old’s advice and use a nickel or dime first to see if that meter works or not.
Biggles
I think your son is a genius and he will grow up to be a diabolical rhetorician. Cheapskate, too. Cute, too.
I left out the “-it-“…
Rhetoritician.
I knew that.
I meant to.
🙁
Always take an 11 year old’s advice. After 12, I’m not so sure. Under 11 is even better! And, thanks pal, for the great “heads up” on those pesky meters. I,for one, have a small fortune invested in parking meters.
Forget using them in downtown Santa Rosa! Better to walk half a mile than try to park anywhere on the High Road (Fourth Street!) especially in front of Barnes&Noble, Kinko’s, or on any of the side streets with meters. The meter police will give you No Mercy!
A fore-head smacking moment.