The kid had a race to run. As aging parents we decided we would go walk. So dropped the kid then went and found a quite neighborhood to take it slow. Take pictures along the way. People watch. Have a chai. Crisp weather with a slight breeze. On the peninsula amidst lush manicured landscapes. Sun playing with clouds. People walking dogs. Some attempting Chinese meditation techniques while some exercising out in the open. Before long time to go get the kid back and see if lunch was on the agenda. It was. Back down the hill to a Thai place. Delicious red curry with some fried shrimp and other accompaniments with lots of chilli and basil and other tropical spices. In the city named after the Foster family. Who invested here and put down land fill and mud to create something out of muck and marsh of the bay. Seriously expensive real estate. If you can call it real. It is for so...
Among human crayons I am Brown. Also, my thoughts bounce around and resemble the idea of Brownian motion. This blog is an interface for the reader into this unique jello I call my mind. A mind so fertile anything grows. An agnostic yet curious mind. A mind attempting the Horatian or Kabirism maxim of Carpe Diem or Aaj kareso aab. Rated W I L D for wilfully irritating to large demographic is sometimes the latter - graphic in its descriptions. Caveat Lector!