Google Earth, March 25, 2012: Christine found this image of me from Google Earth, sitting at my usual table at the corner pub, where I often spend afternoons writing longhand. I remember seeing the car go by. My notebook from the day recorded it, simply writing “google earth,” to acknowledge it had passed.
I was working on reviews, and various short stories. I had my usual pint.
From my notebook: “The widescreen is set to world soccer. No one in the pub is watching it, discussing instead the new brew pub further north. It’s been open a month, and has a two hour plus wait for tables. One patron says, this is how it should be, and he sips his Guinness gently. Almost reverently.”