Yeah dude!! I stood in the parking lot of the North Berkeley BART station like a freakin nerd while a dude in a hazmat suit told me how to swab my mouth with a huge Q-tip. Then I put the huge Q-tip in a vial filled with some sort of clear liquid. And then, with one of those claw arms that old people use to retrieve things from high shelves, the hazmat dude grabbed my test bag and put it in a biohazard cooler. It ruled.

I was the only person on foot. Why not? The smoke had cleared and I thought I would do some walking.

Anyway: I don’t have covid. I didn’t think I did, but I wanted to know anyway. Sometimes you’ve just got to know, I guess.

Also: Whoa! San Dimas!!