Tuesday, July 13, 2010
up, up, and away
When you think about it, isn't it absurd for grown men and women to climb into a tiny basket tied to a flamethrower, and rise into the sky just to see where the wind might take them?
Or, is it a beautiful act of faith and wonder and simplicity?
Monday, July 12, 2010
So, I just
. What do you think? I think I look like my mother (that is a good thing). I want to see what you look like. Entertain me.
Good fun at 4:30pm.
Friday, July 9, 2010
I keep meaning to write, but somehow I always seem to be caught up in other things.
Like lobster and byo beer at a
sunny picnic table
Thinking about boats.
Staring at the horizon.
Celebrating the noble crustacean.
Ok, "noble" is a stretch -- how about "delicious."
P and I have perfected our beach routine: parking strategy, walk-on pass, spf, umbrella, chairs, blanket, towels, cooler, sandwich pick-up. Sorry that I have been distracted.