number 77 fresh off the boat new ifould

when you hear things coming out of your mouth that maybe your mum would say it is a totally scary realisation. so god damn cliche to say it is unavoidable that you turn into your parents...oh well i guess as much as my mum jennie can tell the same stories and say funny things sometimes, it's not the worst thing that could happen to the world - another hybrid version of her walking around, just a bit smaller, and more varied.

jennie still tells me i can do what ever i wanted and that i am going to be great at it. she loves anyone i love. she once told me as i was standing in the luggage department of david jones, trying to choose a suitcase to pack my whole world into, and could see that i was about to say, you know what i can't move away, because none of these suitcases are right, why don't they just have any plain black ones....she just turns to me and says 'darling it is going to be and adventure!'

so, as she told me over and over again last night that my new niece had 'extraordinarily large feet' for a one minute old baby i had to laugh. then she said, 'well she will just be an individual, even if she does have massive feet'...nuts.

then she tells me that baby edie lucia looks like me! you be the judge of that.

number 76 grey paris

number 75 jardin

i rode around paris. and i rode to the jardin luxenbourge. i pretty much knew i was maybe not allowed to ride around in there, so i entered the garden casually pushing my bike past the 2 garden police. as the coast was clear, i couldn't help myself. it was like small piece of absolute dream perfectness. the flowers were so pink, the grass was so green and the wind was so soft that i got straight on that bike and rode my little ass around and around that garden.

see, you can ride your bike in here i was wrong, feeling all whimsical and romantic, until then...MADAME!! MADAME!!! i thought i would ignore it at first, but i couldn't really as he started running after me. it did go though my head that i could out ride this garden policeman who was intent on ruining my garden bike ride, and it would have been really funny - but the fear of french authority got the better of me, so i disembarked my vehicle with a big smile and a sweet 'pardon monsieur'...i had to walk the rest of the way..hello, boring.

number 73 jlk - thank you trish, thank you cam