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Recent Microposts and Posts at tomwilson.com
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Will a radioactive drug give me atomic superpowers?
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Posted My Atomic Superpower.
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On my walk, looked around a hotel populated by conventioneers who may never leave the property except to fly home. I can enjoy a night or two in a place like this, but it's poor value: I don't sit by pools or play golf or want to overhear business jargon.
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On my walk, two women asked me to point them towards celebrity homes. I waved towards Marilyn Monroe's (shown here) and Liberace's, then helped them install an app that gives map and verbal directions to a bunch of homes. They continued their walk, now with purpose, squealing with delight.
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On my urban walk: refueled at a donut shop where I had a nice chat with the person ahead of me in line while her order for seven dozen assorted donuts was being fulfilled one-at-a-time; guilted by Girl Scouts to buy cookies; filled my large backpack at a supermarket.
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Categories: Eat, California
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Today’s walk took me: under "The Bridge of Thighs" connecting two halves of a nudist resort; later, a front yard the artist/homeowner filled with huge, garish, improbable sculptures made from found objects; next, a block away, Twin Palms, Frank Sinatra's forever cool former home.
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Hiked the South Lykken Trail. Up high, snow was sticking around; on the trail, temperatures were in the 60’s. For some reason, The Flintstones Theme became an earworm. The topography surely provided inspiration for Desert Modernism and the fictional town of Bedrock.
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Categories: Walk, Design, California
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With rain set in, assigned duties and cleaned the apartment.
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