Reverse Psychology

Turned Out Nice Again

I have cheered up, here is a pictograph of things I love.
1. Blue skies

2. Laying in the sun

3. Stray cat

4. Salad

Just Me & You

Richard has abandoned me  gone back to New York to earn money to pay for my holiday villa in South Beach. It's just me and Stray Cat now.

Waiting For You

I am waiting in for Fed X to deliver a package from Gregory in Los Angeles. I feel nervous based on waiting experiences in the UK. I should not project the British idea of service onto efficient US companies. I am meditating on peace, love and receiving of gifts given.

Bagel, Sliced & Grilled

I took my hatred across the road to the bagel shop to appease it with some carbohydrates. I had the most divine Pumpernickel toasted bagel with cream cheese. I think Pumpernickel might be the same thing as Rye. It is the same colour and tastes of caraway seeds. I really like it. I spotted a crazy woman with really bad surgery - like a cut / paste/ stretch and flat iron job. One of the true wonders of American tourism is these chance sightings of really messy facelifts. They are actually more and more rare as the owners are dying out of old age and surgery has come on quite a bit since the 1970's. While it is on one level a human tragedy I can't help but wonder how bad the person looked in the first place if the abomination before me is the 'improvement'.

Five Leafs Left

Poor Stray Cat was nearly knocked over by a falling palm tree branch as he came to see me this morning.
He ran away in disgust. I walked over to the meeting after the rain had stopped. I don't have a coat - just a wrap.

It is not cold and if it rains here a coat won't help you anyway. I feel quite melancholic today - I am the tic in Luna now that the moon is 98% full.