babylon synthetic

[nibot]

I've moved up into my new room on the third floor. That is, it seems I've had the good fortune of being pulled into the largest room in the house, with balcony access, and with its own stairwell to the outside and to the roof. Up on the roof there is a pleasant area with a hammock and a view of the bay, with cacti and aloe in flowerboxes. I've set up my tent up there too -- initially just to dry it out, but now...

Now I see garden boxes, I see a clandestine garden, a new roofly paradise... I see giant fresnel solar lenses, I see phased array antennas, aimed heavenward. I see an empire. Since living on the bottom floor at 2018 I've pondered the multitudinous wonders realisable given such unimpeded roof access, and now it remains only to transform these wishful ponderings into some kind of reality. But the best is this -- from this newly achieved elevation I shall set to American skies, yes, the banner of Scania.

To the underliving denizens a rooftop pedestrian manifests himself as a minor earthquake -- But, it is no matter -- we're an ant colony now, this is the new surface level in the urban habitat, and the Wilde House Hobo Jungle has been born.

Comments

[emidala.livejournal.com]

the banner of Scania - now I will never have to leave Berkeley ever again!

[baseballump.livejournal.com]

All you need now is some Peps Persson music, perhaps "vackert väder", and the place will be just like Lund :-)

[emidala.livejournal.com]

And a large ciabbatta with mozzarella, sun dried tomatoes and pesto plus a snäll latte from the old Espresso House by the public library (the one that used to be really cosy and nice but now rumors claim has changed to look just like all the other ones) - then Berkeley'd definitely be Lund in 1998!