Hotel, Motel, Holiday Inn.

My Death Clock sez I’m going to live til: Wednesday, December 22, 2060
Woooo! That is a good long time. Rad. Just enough time to watch the oceans boil and the ice caps melt and San Francisco turn into Hawaii. Aloha!
Also found this postcard on ebay:
It’s a motel in El Cerrito/Richmond (it’s right on the border), and my first home when I was a wee infant was right on the hill behind it, and my Grandmother lived just down the street. Now it is El Cerrito’s only crack motel. But they’ve since built a restaurant on stilts in the front parking lot which musta gone up soon after this postcard was taken because it’s been there since I was a baby. Now it is the best Thai restaurant ON THE PLANET, Sa Wooei. I will try to buy this postcard.
I collect postcards, btw. Send me your old motel & haufbrau postcards!
Poor Calamity, I’m going to repaint her from scratch. From several (too many) angles she looks like she has down syndrome. So disappointing because her eyes are really well painted! Just, erm, too far apart and wall-eyed. Cry.
Also, I sold my camera yesterday to . Wooo! And I’m getting my car fixed tomorrow which is WAY past due.

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