Last night I remembered a house in Seattle’s university district where I lived for a couple years of college. I shared the house with James and Andy and Tom – all in school of some sort. James had accrued a pile of parking tickets from parking near a building where he made art. He went to court and protested the tickets because, he said, the fine/tickets were interfering with his constitutional right to pursue happiness through making art.
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Leanne Waldal
City Hiker, MUNI rider, Parent, Early Adopter, Cocktail Mixer, LGBT rights activist, Chief Scientist and Usability Curmudgeon and Bug Finder at OTIVO, Reader, Pianist, married to Moya
San Francisco, CA
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