A Great Day at the Office

Yesterday, The Great Plotnik got on the Plotkicycle on a hot - but not too hot - day with a breeze blowing off the Bay, and rode down Cesar Chavez to Third Street, dodging two homeless encampments he hadn't known existed, then turned onto Illinois Street and rode down to The Ramp to take a picture. The Ramp's a fun place -- Mushnik and Laughing Bill first turned Plotnik on to the place. Good fries, great view.

Then he turned right on Illinois, and again on Third, crossed the Lefty O'Doul bridge in front of the ballpark, and rode up Third, through the Financial District and into North Beach to take a picture of the great City Lights Book Store, at the corner of Columbus and Jack Kerouac Alley. This is still the number one book store in the world and always will be.

A quick jog onto Grant Street and a left turn, and Plotnik was weaving in and out of a zillion cars, trucks, tourists and merchants as he rode through the heart of Chinatown to get to the Buddha Lounge, where he talked to these three people from Maine ("my name is Weavuh w-e-a-v-e-r Weavuh"), having a drink in the middle of the day...

...and then onto Jackson Street to take a picture of Hunan Home's Restaurant, where the cook sat in a booth in the back smoking a cigarette and the waiter warned Plotnik to look out for taxicabs.

It took awhile to get home, but it was a wonderful ride. Then, last night, Plotnik and Ducknik went to Tamasei Sushi for dinner for Plotnik to review and take a picture. In truth, the sushi is only average and it's a little pricey, but the people are so very nice and the vibe so friendly that Plot and Duck might go back, even if The Great Plotnik wasn't taking his boss's money to have such a wonderful day.