European kisses

March 25, 2010

As much as my American tendencies might want to make fun of it, I love getting messages from friends in Europe that sign off with kisses, bisous, biz, etc. There’s something a little more warm and comforting about it. I can almost imagine these friends ending their message to me with a warm peck on the cheek. The satisfaction of it goes more to the little boy in me who grew up around adoring woman than contact with his female friends.

to all of you/ a tous,




Good vernal equinox to you.

March 21, 2010

Happy rebirths to you all.

Let the shnugabugging begin

March 21, 2010

I am the sun’s plaything. If I were a primitive culture unto myself and started developing my own mythology, there’s no way the sun would get anything but mad props. That’s assuming I’d have never endured a crop-ruining drought or heat stroke.

Okay, so the Sun has to share credit for my good mood with my new chiropractor. I haven’t been in nearly 20 years but have never missed an opportunity to rave about how great getting adjusted by a chiropractor is and how you wouldn’t realize the freedom of movement you’ve been missing out on until you got it done. And still, I didn’t do it all this time. Well… I’m back.