Where do I go when this space becomes less chatty? Places, I guess.
I go out to eat BBQ in NYC. Mojitos are served in mason jars with straws and fruit slices. There are star-shaped signs. I like all those things.
I go cruising through markets wondering how to get involved with things like peche-peche. I’m still working that out.
I take phone photos of bunnies and send them to my friends who have kid-people who like bunnies. I’m either interesting or eerie in the reflection. Possibly both.
I stop for strong, smooth coffee and a quick dunk in the soulful vibe at Zeitgeist.
I mess around with Instagram, flour, butter and spices.
I attempt to tweet and get kinda confused about hashtags. Repeatedly.
I try to break out and make comments on blogs I’ve been reading and marveling at for months, years even. I make a hideous typo while commenting on a blog that I admire.
I spy a rainbow: faint in the background.
Come back this Friday to see more of what I’ve been up to.
Is this thing on? Oink!