We sat and watched these guys for a while, but they didn’t deliver the fine comedy you would expect from a boat full of men wearing red robes with one woman (the Smurfette of the group). It was a really odd site though – if you look closely you might be able to see their staff with grapes carved into the top. Hence the Wine Drinking Grand Puba Society name I have given them.
I think the best choice I’ve made in this short life is to move to the great state of California. I never […]
As a kid I had a little yellow tea pot, with yellow tea cups. Nin would serve coffee-milk to me… more milk […]
This is a major triumph for me. I’ve turned this orchid over, caught its petals in the screen door, and yet it […]
Beautiful day in Santa Cruz at the Aloha Grill. After having a plate lunch there I am craving Hawaiian macaroni salad. I’ve […]
