Let's see: interesting topics to discuss: I now know 3 songs on the ukulele; we're selling our Toyota Cynos for plane tickets; I can recycle my Lonely Planet New Zealand guide to some poor, misguided, and ill-advised Kiwi victim, leaves are changing color; I ate fabulously delicious veggie burgers for lunch and tofu gyros with a dready Frenchie for dinner; and greatest of all: I'm never going to pick another piece of fucking fruit unless I plan on eating it for as long as I live, at least in another 2 weeks. We're off to Indonesia, maybe Singapore, and possibly Bangkok in 3 weeks. Still have yet to finalize the arrival destination, does anyone have any suggestions? There is talk of a Thai vegetarian retreat with no speaking, touching, gesturing, or even masturbating! Sounds interesting to me.
We're watching Michael Moore on Oprah. Second day in a row that I succumbed to her seductive big hair and witty questions. I did, however learn Oprah refers to her genitalia as her va j-j. The rain has been on and off, on and on and on and then off again for the last two days. And ladders, apples, puddles, huge heavy bags of evntual money, early morning and the 2 lazy, broken Americans do not congeal so well.
The photo above is of a dress at the Museum of Wearable Art in Nelson. Very cool.
