You’re absolutely right, you asked for a to go box for the rest of your meal and I just scraped food and paper straw wrappers off of the unfinished plates in the bus bin into one for you.
Figure 1. A map of San Francisco, California. The path of a three and a half mile (five and three quarters kilometer) ride is indicated. About 118 feet (36 meters) elevation over a quarter hour.
Figure 1. A map of San Francisco, California. The path of a one and a half mile (two and a half kilometer) walk is indicated. About 3200 steps and 75 feet (23 meters) elevation over one and a half hours, (half an hour moving).
Figure 1. A map of San Francisco, California. The path of a 31 mile (49 and three quarters kilometer) ride is indicated. About 1476 feet (450 meters) elevation over three and a half hours, (two and three quarters hours moving).
Figure 1. A map of San Francisco, California. The path of a three and a half mile (five and three quarters kilometer) ride is indicated. About 131 feet (40 meters) elevation over a quarter hour.
Increasingly, while sitting at restaurants waiting for my food, especially when I’m sitting outside in the cold, I finely sharpen a hatred of the very existence of “to go” orders and the people who place them, places that take them, and the various services and go-betweens who enable them.
everyone else is mad about qr code menus, but I get even madder about this.
when I make a to go order myself, I’m a very special boy and would like my food please and thank you.
only fitting that, having destroyed every pair of side cutters I’ve ever owned on guitar strings, I initially used a d’addario string winder/trimmer to cut the pins.
It was insufficient and I finally broke down and caught a bus to the hardware store for a little pair of kleins to finish the job.
Figure 2. my posting station, two apple studio displays on a white fully standing desk w/ a black embody chair. the desk is covered in entry level soldering gear, coffee cups, an NA beer can, and the kit, in pieces, during assembly.Figure 3. closer, later shot of my posting station w. the pdp11/70 kid and a bunch of parts in deli containers surrounded by junk from my soldering gear including electrical tape, masking tape, radioshack leaded solder that is probably older than I am, pickup, wire strippers, needle nose pliars, pinchers, and a cheap iron. A white d’addario string winder sits on the plastic container lid I’m using as a bench rest.
Figure 1. A map of San Francisco, California. The path of a two mile (three kilometer) walk is indicated. About 3800 steps and 112 feet (34 meters) elevation over one and a quarter hours, (three quarters of an hour moving).
