We broke down and got an air conditioner yesterday. I’m no fan of conditioned air, but the prospect of even one more sleepless night was sufficient motivation to make good on Monkey-Mom’s year-old offer of buying us one. We slept well last night, and woke up early to run on the beach. Good life.
At one point during my run, I stopped and took off my shoes and just mosied (moseyed?) along the shore. I felt completely at peace and happy. It's as if the human body were meant to waddle along in the sand...
Last night we had dinner at our friend Sal’s house. He’s studying to become a gourmet natural foods chef, and dinner (barley salad, grilled pizza) was amazing. His friend came over who’s studying to become a massage therapist. We schemed about running a full-service massage/yoga/chef operation for touring bands (we’re all musicians, too).
I've been messin' around with Illustrator. What a cool application.
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