Clearing the backlog.
The other night I saw what I considered to be this beautiful sunset in Northampton. It wasn't colorful, just very moody. I guess haunting is the better word. But maybe it was just in my imagination, because little of that comes across now that I look at the picture.
Perhaps local sunset-pic expert Tony Mateus will give me some pointers.
Here's something you don't see everyday, a Volkswagen with racing stripes!
This morning at UMass by Garber Field I saw that a tree had been cut down.
It always makes me feel a little sad when I see a tree felled. I think of what that tree has witnessed. How many people passed beneath it? What did they say? How many of those people are still alive? What happened under that tree? Perhaps someone asked someone if they would marry them. It's a shame that those in the plant world cannot speak, because I know they would have fascinating things to say.
On the bus on the way home from my therapist I spotted (how appropriately) someone reading Kesey's One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest. It was an old, faded edition with a cover design I had never seen before. I asked the young man reading it about it and he showed me the copyright of 1966! He said his grandfather had given him that book to read.
Have you been wondering what they've been doing in the dorms of Hampshire lately?
That wacky cops series filmed by Hampshire students keeps getting weirder and sexier.
Finally, here's Ed Askew and Joshua Burkett recently at Ecstatic Yod in Florence, a section of Northampton.
An 18 year old Italian girl tells her Mom that she has missed her period for 2 months. Very worried, the mother goes to the drugstore and buys a pregnancy kit.
The test result shows that the girl is pregnant.
Shouting, cursing, crying, the mother says,
"Who was the pig that did this to you? I want to know!"
The girl picks up the phone and makes a call.
Half an hour later, a Ferrari stops in front of their house.
A mature and distinguished man with gray hair and impeccably dressed in an Armani suit steps out of the of the Ferrari and enters the house.
He sits in the living room with the father, mother, and the girl and tells them:
"Good morning, your daughter has informed me of the problem.
I can't marry her because of my personal family situation,
but I'll take responsibility. I will pay all costs and provide for your daughter for the rest of her life. Additionally, if a girl is born, I will bequeath a Ferrari, a beach house, 2 retail stores, a townhouse, a beachfront villa, and a $2,000,000 bank account.
If a boy is born, my legacy will be a couple of factories
and a 4,000,000 bank account.
If twins, they will receive a factory and $2,000,000 each.
However, if there is a miscarriage, what do you suggest I do?"
At this point, the father, who had remained silent,
places a hand firmly on the man's shoulder and tells him,
"You try again."