...and Boston, and Chicago, and Oakland. AAAAAA we LUV birthdays over here, and today the huge-a-licious bouquet of lilies in pink and white, But SO mysterious a bouquet, for it arrived unsigned, and of course I have WAY TOO MANY admirers to figure out who it’s from....

I woke to a white sky today, but white also means teeth in a big smile, and my iBook, and icing on a coconut layer cake, so that’s alright.

Up the narrow stairway on Charing Cross,

jazz and cowboy boots,

and twenty-nine rocks so far.