Spring has sprung. The dogwoods and azaleas are in full bloom. The Giants are headed home later this week to take the field against the A's. And I am still pondering this note in the Friday, March 20 Daily Post's Police Blotter:
2:19 pm Report of horses walking in the street, Trousdale Drive and Highway 35.
I'm trying to understand the mind of the person who saw some horses being ridden on Trousdale (let's assume they had riders since there has not been a wild Mustang in B'game in forever) and decided they should call the cops. Earlier today Fred asserted that the Voice "is mainly an anti-growth website" and that "Burlingame is our playground" should be the website motto. I can agree with the second part. And I can even see how he got to the first assertion although I would call my perspective more in line with "smart growth" when it meant adaptive reuse and before it was hijacked by TOD and the high-density concubines. But back to the horses. I've never owned a horse. I doubt I ever will. But I prefer to live in a city where a couple of horses walking on the side of the road with the bicyclists generates a smile instead of a call to the BPD.
Update: How is this for luck. A reader sent me this photo of horses on Douglas Ave. today. I think they should be in the street! :-)