Dinosaur With Headphones

I revisited the Salk Institute today. It's one of the most beautiful man-made places I've ever been to, and my favorite place in San Diego. I sat and watched a janitor scrape dirt out of the cracks of the floor as though he were raking a zen garden. I was jealous of his job.

At night my friend and I went to a gathering of writers who read 3-minute short stories to one another. I didn't read this time around because my story is a bit too long. It was a story about San Francisco, art and Otis Redding I would kind of like to have shared, but oh well. I hope I can come up with something by the next gathering.

I have to find a job.

I hope tomorrow involves soccer.