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Wednesday, May 17, 2006

Car Pool Log: 2006 05-17

Rode in with Ashley again. Cassette tapes on a shelf below the tape player, a pink aluminum foil yogurt top, dried yellow flower stuck in the vent. Second Passenger got in at Hudson. Foggy trip over the bridge. KQED on the radio: man on the radio feels humiliated and embarrassed when he doesn’t know the names of earthquakes because he is a recent transplant to the Bay Area. I didn’t know earthquakes had names. Thought it was pathetic that he cringes under social pressure, ignorant of superfluous labels. Second Passenger asked if we were going over Market Street. Thought how I would never ask a question like that, I would’ve been content with being dropped off anywhere I was let out. Second Passenger in a red plaid jacket and a muslin tote bag.

Today’s Playlist

Bjork: Debut
Throwing Muses: University (x2)

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