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Ladies and Gentlemen, due to an unfortunate new seating arrangement here, the Business Park Observer will be unable to continue its coverage. The Observer staff regrets this development, and apologizes for any inconvenience it may cause, especially to anyone whose job requires them to know when the UPS truck has arrived, or whether or not claw-on-a-stick man is clawing at the lawn with his claw. The semi-darkness of the author's new work space offers a view of things far, far less interesting than what was available in the environment of glamour and suspense provided by the Business Park, but in the event that it produces a new publication, a link to that will be posted here. Thank you for visiting.
Some kind of orange earth-moving vehicle sitting on a large flatbed truck by the karate studio today.
What miserable weather we have today. Wet wet wet. Very fine raindrops.
A landscaping crew pulls up in an Isuzu truck. On the dashboard the driver has a spread of some kind of orange food on aluminum foil, and he shakes some hot sauce onto it from a bottle. He and the passenger both take some of the food with their hands and eat it before getting out.
A truck drives past, on the side it displays the words "Specialty Gases" and an image of a tall gas canister anthropomorphized into a superhero with a valve for a head.
We have: two vans with ladders on their roofs, three sedans (two Fords and a Chevy), two mid-sized S.U.V.s (Japanese), two small pick-up trucks, a Subara station wagon, two Jeeps, and two large Ford trucks, one red and one blue.
Water droplets line the bottoms of the low-hanging power lines.