I’ve discovered that I’m not good at writing about people. Except maybe in poetry (though those who have read my stuff should really be the judge of that). Since I’ve been staying with Josh and Cole, I’ve not had much to write about, except for the things we did.

I guess it’s still writing about people, but it’s more so writing about things people are doing. Like visiting San Francisco or going out to eat or visiting the San Andreas Faultline¹.

Today was lunch. Not just lunch, but Long Life Veggie Place. It’s the Chinese place that I adore. It’s got $5 lunches and they fill you up. I love it. Cheap and good. Good vegan Chinese is nearly impossible to come by. Around Lewisburg, it’s pretty much nonexistent. Peking Garden has crapped out on us, the place in Milton has a new cook who doesn’t get it and the other place in Lewisburg … well, they have really good spring rolls.

I parked my scooter and then attempted to withdraw monies from my bank. I reached for my back pocket and no wallet. Crap.

Oh crap!

Cole and Josh spotted me the $5 for foods, but I was worried. What if I lose my wallet? All of my cards are in it.

There was a pretty good chance that I just left it back at the apartment. So after lunch I rode back there only to find it. And find it I did.

Since I’m here and Josh & Cole are moving, I was the helper. It’s great to help people move… you know, spread a little of that “help move” karma around. That way, when it’s time for me to move, people will help! It works, right? Let’s hope so.

We tied stuff to the roof, packed the van full of other stuff and drove stuff 1.2 miles to the new place.

The new place is great. Really nice, actually. And it makes me long for a place of my own. Right now I’m traveling and will be for another sixish weeks. And then I’ll be back in Pennsylvania, staying with my parents. And of course I love my folks to death. Best parents a fellow could ask for. But at 32, nearly 33, living with them… well… let’s just say that I don’t want to buy THIS many comic books and be living with my parents, ok?

Of course, come autumnish I’ll be moving and between then I’ll be traveling. But still, I really miss having my own place.

I guess this is a good thing. Or maybe not. Maybe staying in a house for what will be eight days has made me soft. Maybe once I hit the open road again, I’ll be all like “never settling down!!”

Ok, probably not. I do really want my own place. And a garage. How domestic of me. But the garage is for more scooters, ok? Stick that in your white picket fence and choke on it!

So to sum up, I wish I had my own place.

Anyway, we moved stuff all afternoon and then Cole came home from work and we moved a bit more and then hit Herbivore. But first, Founder’s Rock.

Berkeley was founded by college students and they did so here: at Founder’s Rock.

From here, they could see the whole bay below. They could see the little town of San Francisco and decided to name Berkeley after an abbot or bishop or something.

From here now, you can see a couple of buildings.

But from there, we went to Herbivore, an all vegan restaurant. I got a vanilla milk shake. It was pretty good, though the ones at the Chicago Diner are a tiny bit better.

The food was lovely and it was nice to not be moving stuff.

The night was capped by Dead Like Me. It’s a great show that I always try to get people to watch. It stars Mandy Patinkin² and is about grim reapers. It’s quite good, so please see it.

There’s a movie coming out, straight to DVD, but I think it should be good anyway. Trailer is here. Sadly, Mandy is gone.

It’s a shame he won’t be in it.
See?

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Great show.

Anyway, that’s all I have to say today.

Here, check out my pics.

1. Remember the weird post with the Great California Sky Whale? That was from the San Adreas Fault… so I guess I’m not always very good about writing about things people have done. Sometimes I just make stuff up. [↩]
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