I missed a post on Friday, so here’s some things to think about this morning:
1. My friend’s wedding dress pwned the County Fair
2. Watching “Picnic” with a gay man who’s been prescribed Percoset is mighty entertaining.
3. Remember my favorite Robert Hass poem, “Meditation at Lagunitas,” which ends “There are moments when the body is as/ numinous as words, days that are the good flesh continuing./ Such tenderness, those afternoons and evenings,/ saying blackberry, blackberry, blackberry.“? I had that sort of day on Saturday, and while there was Betos instead of actual blackberries, it was really close to perfect.