Shuttling between three institutions of higher education -- plus working minutes from downtown -- I drive and walk the mean streets of Bermtopia quite a bit. As a result, I see Things. Odd things. Magical things. Heartbreaking things. Inspiring things. And, because it's Bermtopia, just plain mystifying things.
I try to record these with my handy-dandy cell phone, but because I am a Responsible Driver and don't drive and cell phone at the same time there are, alas, many missed photo ops. But because I love you all, yesterday I took a little detour from my weekly
Let's start with food because, well, everything starts with food.
Brilliant.
My date and I shall be checking this happy mash-up of culinary cultures very soon.
New owners. Very clean. Good to know.
As seen at the Comstock Park tennis courts. I took Metaphysics in college. I took Logic. And, yes, I took Modern Dance. I am, after all, the product of a Jesuit Education.
(Zags: Nice, if not nail-biting, win over San Francisco Saturday, btw.)
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And finally.
Our latest round of poop bags come equipped with their very own public service announcement.
Duly noted.
I love looking at signs too! The locked gate one is indeed mystifying. Please post about your meal! Is the place owned by a Chinese who married a Mexican? I know dog poop is supposed to be bad fertiliser but I sill swear that we had the sweetest navel oranges ever because I dropped and watered Farouk and Jehan's poop into the area around the tree.
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