Another really good Spark, Betsy. From the comments already posted, I see you've struck another familiar chord. As for me, I love casual contact with real humans. Case in point: yesterday was first a book event with Jennifer Silva Redmond, talking about her wonderful book, "Honeymoon at Sea." Later evening, I catch the trolley to attend …
Another really good Spark, Betsy. From the comments already posted, I see you've struck another familiar chord. As for me, I love casual contact with real humans. Case in point: yesterday was first a book event with Jennifer Silva Redmond, talking about her wonderful book, "Honeymoon at Sea." Later evening, I catch the trolley to attend a concert and poetry reading at San Diego State. It's the trolley ride that I had these encounters: The trolley arrived at my stop in Mission Valley, crowded with what I want to call "Dudes." And families with young "dudes." Where are you all going, I asked the young woman who gave me her seat. "Monster Trucks at the Stadium," she said. I got into a conversation with a young dude who told me about his noise-cancelling headphones...and I'm thinking, I just was at a literary event, I'm going to a concert with poetry & these fellow human beings are going to a Monster Truck event. We couldn't be more different in our entertainment venues and interests, yet we connected face-to-crowded-face on a quick ten-minute trolley ride. Why I love us.
Another really good Spark, Betsy. From the comments already posted, I see you've struck another familiar chord. As for me, I love casual contact with real humans. Case in point: yesterday was first a book event with Jennifer Silva Redmond, talking about her wonderful book, "Honeymoon at Sea." Later evening, I catch the trolley to attend a concert and poetry reading at San Diego State. It's the trolley ride that I had these encounters: The trolley arrived at my stop in Mission Valley, crowded with what I want to call "Dudes." And families with young "dudes." Where are you all going, I asked the young woman who gave me her seat. "Monster Trucks at the Stadium," she said. I got into a conversation with a young dude who told me about his noise-cancelling headphones...and I'm thinking, I just was at a literary event, I'm going to a concert with poetry & these fellow human beings are going to a Monster Truck event. We couldn't be more different in our entertainment venues and interests, yet we connected face-to-crowded-face on a quick ten-minute trolley ride. Why I love us.
Judy! This was a joy to read and a big motivator for me. I am going to go ride the trolley!