Today had two nice things.
An orange-red leaf carelessly descending slowly over twenty-five feet of asphalt, with the blue lake far behind.
Georgia and I doing the Monster Mash in the kitchen while listening to Bobby "Boris" Pickett's unsurpassable recording of the classic track.
October 30, 2012
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Of Things I've Written
My favorite one lately:
"If the northeast section of San Francisco is Norman Rockwell's Freedom From Want, then the Tenderloin is Goya's Saturn Devouring His Son."
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