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Sunday, June 07, 2015

I went to Swank to get my haircut and I had a new barber who surprised me by charging a lot.

Expensive grooming.

My latest archaeology dig began last week. Another downtown block, this one will be a nice hotel, replacing a parking lot and a brick building that had been so heavily altered it no longer had any historical integrity.

After a few days we had stripped about one quarter of the project area, exposing some walls, a 1930s gas station, and a variety of pit.

The gas station is on the left foreground. The wall to the right of the red flags was built between 1889 and 1896. Click on the picture to enlarge it.

A couple of pits contained trash discarded by a 1930s automobile repair business.

An engine block is among the various auto parts.

The first few days the sun wore me out. I came home and lay down and felt the heat leaving my body.

Sunny.

Wednesday afternoon I went over to the office and as I was coming back a little dog was running in the road, cars swerving to avoid it. I stopped, ran after it, and she came to me when I called her. I took her to the Humane Society but they were closing. They verified she did not have a chip. So I brought her home and she spent the night with me.


Homer and Doggy.

Buddy hated her with a passion and tried to attack her. Naughty. On Thursday afternoon I took her back to the Humane Society and they said she would be quickly adopted if the owner did not claim her.

Saturday I attended a concert at the Presidio Park with Jeffrey and was amazed at Gabriel Ayala's guitar playing. It was a successful event. This morning I went back over and helped clean up and put away things. I then went back over and watched the demolition of the building. The big machinery made the building disappear into a pile of rubble quickly.

Demolition.

Mac n cheese for lunch. I had to wash my silverware after discovering a cockroach had been in the silverware drawer. Another HUGE one was in my bathroom cupboard. So gross. I guess it is that season.


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