So rare to find a shopping cart without its owner (although it's preferable to the alternative). Does anyone else have shopping cart people - the aurally omnipresent recycling-crazed denizens of Berkeley's streets - in their neighborhood?
(In related news, if you are not reading mbz's miss-placed, a blog about how odd the Bay Area seems to a New Yorker, you should. Yesterday's evocative post on crazy homeless people made me wonder if my subconscious wrote it.)