Having spent a wonderful few days with 40 Watt in an undisclosed location in PA. I made my way gingerly to NYC, avoiding law enforcement at every turn. I am fucking paranoid.
Tumbleweed spent hours on the ground and in the air and she eventually made it to Mulberry Street where I was already connected to the internet, had done the shopping and locked myself out trying to buy provisions for her (and me).
It is hot, hot, hot.
Tumbleweed and I have spent many hours preparing for this trip and we are going to do as we please. Tonight we crossed the road for Italian stuff.
Then we bought wine and sat cross-legged on the tiny balcony and huffed and puffed about how we would sort out the world.
We have the same mothers with the phone syndrome.