Thursday, January 17, 2008

"you are like a rich man/entering heaven through the ear of a raindrop"

polly is singing a line from some mournful marsiya sounding song. he is now growling and clicking. horus is being fretful and squalling. it is raining and i am wearing a striped sweater and will by-and-by eat some lunch and drive to rehearsal in the rain in the mad-ant (i.e what happens to big choontay when you touch them and they begin to run around in a hysterical, disoriented fashion) rain traffic.

"when i am old i shall wear purple/with a red hat that doesn't go"

i am also fermenting a pome, which is a characteristically uncomfortable process :) miyaan is handling it well. haha!

Mina at 12:04 PM