Riding from work, late, and the wind is so strong that at one point my bike stops entirely but it’s warm wind, balmy; balm wind and I’m in shorts for godssake I forgot what those were I pass a river with city light sitting on it and you start to understand how people made gods out of rivers and I ride home dreaming about hot summer nights in the city.

I assume girls named Destiny get asked out on more dates than girls named something else.

I am making bread dough using only flour, water and a slow harvesting of yeast from the air. I am in day two of a three day process and so far it is going swimmingly. Soon I’ll be making all your bread.

a. I hate the term “terraform” and how it’s used all the time. It’s an absolute scientific cop-out. TOO EASY.

b. I love when the clunky, older spaceship does something impressive and outdoes all the new technology (i.e. Millennium Falcon).

c. I got a check in the mail for $13.58! I’m still confused about how or why, but that didn’t stop me from cashing it.

This weekend was Arroyo Grande’s Harvest Festival, which means middle-aged women line dancing, a herd of little children doing hip hop and a bunch of tractors rolling down the street in the Greatest Parade on Earth. And maybe some “Veggie Decorating” and a Baking Contest over which Abraham Lincoln presides. I was heckled by teenagers, accosted by carnies and chatted up by Betsy Ross. I also had SO MUCH FUN.

While riding my bike, I saw a preteen girl sullenly practicing baton twirling in the street with Lady Gaga’s “Alejandro” providing accompaniment.

Wein Nicht um Mich, Argentinien-A German Lady

I’m worried by how much this resonates with me. 

Up Up Up-Givers

Whoa, now I’m really happy.