friends from cuba stopped in this morning...they had managed to make it here entirely by water-ways, and called me from mirror pond. i'd like to integrate them into the weekend's birthday bloodbath, but not sure how. if i can get their super-cool truck into silver moon, and then we can party in/on the truck, and party in a bilingual fashion, not only will my boots be very light, but the reservoir of inner joy will increase exponentially, giving birth to a whole new genre of music. i hope.
butt-loads, multiple butt-loads of snow here!!
luv and down comforters,
dFb
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