The Purpose Remover published a hilarious photo of me on a bicycle. Thanks Aspbryn.
Took the fam to the Ashby Ave flea market in Berzerkely last Sunday. As we approached the boy noticed a mom and her two teen-age daughters walking across the street. He asked me, "Are those ladies?"
Against my grandmothers advice, which told me that they were actually women or girls until character verfication, I told him, "Yes, those are ladies."
His response: "Very, very... ladies." I told him I knew what he meant. We enjoyed the drum circle and the college kids and the displays of sundry mineral, toys, and jewelery.
The moon waxes almost full, which revs the boy up plenty. He looks out for that moon with vigilance.
My brain stumbles over the poetry of Octavio Paz. Not very enjoyable to read, but it stays with one through the day, daring the reader to recreate those worlds of nostalgic Mexican angst de amor.