It's the blog about nothing in particular. When we have deep thoughts, we'll throw them out there. When we don't (and I can't think of any at the moment) we'll talk about the hum-drum of real life. I mean, if you spend all day having revelations, you won't have any time to get your laundry done, right? I don't think that any of us are obsessed enough about anything to write passionately or intelligently on it everyday.
Who wouldn't like being surrounded by tall and amusing men? You've got an edge, being a little peanut yourself. I doubt there are many men shorter than you, though there are hardly any who are more amusing.
You know, I had the occasion to be in the vicinity of Fordham Univ. a few weeks ago, and I saw the entrance to the Bronx Botanical Garden. I thought of you and that day we spent at the gardens. I still have my kazoo AND my slide whistle. I'm glad you have good memories of that day. You were rather young and I thought you may have forgotten it.
I'll bring my camera when I go to Montauk, and take pictures of shells and waves.
--------------------------------- Mal de Mer