I was out wandering this afternoon, after picking up my spanky new set of glasses, when I ran into this fine fellow. When I asked what his name was, Boru’s mom said, “His name is Boru,” and then the two of us chorused together, “As in Brian Boru.” She was impressed. I guess not a whole lot of Americans have heard of Brian Boru.
Boru is four years old, and eternally happy, saggy-sadface or not.
San Francisco isn’t really keeping up its street cleaning, in the current ‘total shut-down’ environment. I can understand why, but yech.