Drought

I'm sure it's ok, because they can afford to water the street and fill the gutters, and do whatever because they can. 

Afford it, that is. And that is the only measurable that counts.

Scale

There's a reason why this stuff is so popular. Who cares what it is. Human scale means nothing. We exalt ourselves. We inhabit spaces that dwarf us. The organization of our lives climbs into the sky and looks down on the unwashed unfortunate below. You can't hear or smell them. But they serve a purpose. 

They make us feel on high.

Bus Dungeon Coming Along

They've driven steel, they've laid mix. All signs point to go, so that "those people" are out of sight. The Bus Dungeon under the latest Gardiner megastructure in downtown Boise. It will look so good while it's new, but it's size all but insures the same pitiful level of "service" we are all used to. And the gloss will wear off, and the group will run off to greener pastures.  All in service of the almighty automobile. It's all our fault of course.

Nothing Better Than A Empty Parking Lot

Unless, of course, that lot is chained off. For unknown reasons the people at the Electric Company are removing this lagoon from their stables of parking lots. Perhaps its in for a nice overlay and re striping, or perhaps the door rattler just forgot. The effect remains. Odd. Or something.....

More Blocks

What egregious nonsense will sprout up next, and how will it look in 2030? Will you be in the class of downtown Boise? 

Mobile Home Lot Available

An America you thought was gone. Put down your flannel long enough to realize that manufactured homes allow plenty of room to groom your beard.

Bus Dungeon Beginning

The buses come into the dark ness and slips into the bay disgorging its cargo of the never seen onto another bus to get the hell out of the business district. And the cars roll right over the top of them, in their usual position at the top of everything America desires.