Monumental Luxury, interlude 

It’s what you think about before bed. What visits you in your most benevolent of dreams, but cannot be caught. In the darkest corner and in the sunniest of hilltops, you want to say it, on the tip of your tongue, elusive to all— except to those who are driven to pursue it with a cup of hot tea: Luxury.

-from an ad in “Culinary Golden Rectangle” magazine, May 1988, advertising “Luxurious Golden Oatmeal brand oatmeal cookies, now 25% bigger.”

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Peninsula Interlude

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It was our last day on the Island of Genoise. Many of our crew spent their time playing European football, but I chose to sit and watch the sun go down as it turned the waters crimson. From my view, I could see the eastern peninsula surrounded by red ocean. Suddenly, the waters were quickly absorbed by the snow capped peninsula. I was relieved when told it was a natural phenomenon for the island….

Quote from the book of short stories, ” I am lettuce, who are you?”