gbs_0008 bird past the detour loop that takes you to gbs_0007 the 19 bus continues south past the stellyard, past some contruction, past a few other industrial locations. get off at Buckeye Road next to the cargo truck dealership, cross the sztreet and walk along the north side you can wait for the 13 west bus or you can walk ten minutes to the old house. directly on the northwest corner is a fast food restaurant next to an appliance rental shop and an abandoned storefront that used to be the neighborhood grocer. next to that is yet another burrito joint. on the side of this one is a man working a large shallow charcoal broiler and you notice the distinct smell of marinated chicken being charbroiled. if you've got the appetite and the inclination to eat meat, it's worth the few bucks to get the quarter or the half chicken. 080116 ... birdmad if you get the meal combo, you get a half pint each of rice and/or beans and a little foil pouch with five or six good sized flour tortillas. It's a fantastic pile of food for comparatively little cash. Where food is concerned, my tastes are expansive (and sometimes expensive too,) but many of my favorite foods can be 90's another auto-shop dealing primarily in used tires and wheels. On the surface i originally thought it rather clever that they had gone with some phonetic Spanish approximation of the word "Tire" but after a while, i just started to find it funny that there were suddenly any number of these little neighbourhood "taller mecanico" places around town. machine shop, boxing gym brake and muffler shop the currently closed and empty bar where i went a few years back to get myself beaten to shit when i was feeling really passive-aggressive and a really small sit-in restaurant that primarily does breakfast and lunch. On a Saturday morning, order the Birria de Chivo, which is a sort of pit-roasted or otherwise barbecued goat and make sure you get a good stack of corn tortillas to go with it. vacant lot, frequently changing Furniture warehouse, cross the walkway over I-17 and past a few more businesses until you get to the 25th avenue traffic light, turn right past Eddie's and go up to the first street behind it. turning right on this street the first house is a house and a junkyard, those are/were the neighbors. nice enough people, better than their relatives who lived there before them, frequently doing loud mechanic work in the middle of the night the next house is where i lived until October of 2006. i lived there for 8 years from September of 1998 until i moved into the little place just north of gbs_0002 Looking past the chain-link gate, the house is to the left and the garage is at the end of the driveway. My brother and his wife and kids lived in the house on the left, i was content with the relative degree of space and privacy on the little cottage on the side of the garage. before my brother's family and i moved in, them from an unsuccessful stint on the gulf coast in Texas and me from the end of my quasi-homeless period, my aunt has lived there until she passed away and before her, my grandparents, who had built a good portion of the house as it stands today. (unfortunately, while Grandpa was an expert hand at large, industrial scale construction, house sized DIY projects were not totally his forte and the biggest reason my brother and i moved out is because time went and made fools of us all, rendering the house more expensive to fix than it is currently worth on the market today.) that said, sometimes i do miss the old place and all of the memories of saturdays and holidays at Grandma and Grandpa's house. the wooden address placard and the paint on the pavement's edge read 2434 W. behind you, on the south side of the street, is an empy lot which used to be a truck-yard where some of the freight companies we had for neighbours used to park their empty trailers until next use. head east toward downtown? turn back from the house, cross Buckeye road and catch the 13 bus to the next "hub" point gbs_0010 head west into a mixed bag: gbs_0011 080118 what's it to you? who go blather from