Sunday, June 08, 2003
A sedate Monday morning.
The air is in a San Francisco kind of mode:
Secretive till after noon, then the sun burns through.
Hard to know how to act- Will it rain? Will it clear?
Will I find a million bucks in a rogue suitcase sitting on a park bench?
The possibilities of another day.
Changing my mood, assessories, and nail color,
but not my mind.
Oedo line, here I come.
Shufflin' off to Azabu-Juban, to see the good doctor
and visit Nissin Meat Rush.
Is that not a splendid name for a supermarket?
A lot of things come to mind while hearing this title, but last on the list would be the perusing of
swiss cheeses, bagels, and ripe enough peaches...
I love this store, though.
They have a Celestial Seasonings herb tea section with every possible type there is.
I like Strawberry -Kiwi.
Don't even get me started on the frozen stuff.
It's fun to shop there because it's the closest thing to being in a regular supermarket in the U.S., and the prices [for Tokyo] aren't bad, and there's enough space there to actually push a shopping cart without running over someone's toe.
Sometimes I think people should possess a license to push a shopping cart.
But given what HAS a license to drive, it's not a comforting thought.
I feel a minor rant coming to the fore, so I'll briskly change the subject.
I haven't found my "summer song" yet.
The one that stays with me all summer till the end of August, and lingers on...
Like a summer fragrance.
Mine's " Dolce Vita "- Christian Dior.
Songs and fragrances to me just make the everyday so much more memorable.
They give it ummmph.
So when maybe a few years go by, I hear a song, or I smell a fragrance, the mood of that time is brought to mind...
The birds outside are screeching, not a pretty tune-
must be time for me to fetch my "super soaker".
They're not just for kidsplay anymore-
Nature's little "referee".
Also, a very Happy Birthday to my stepdad, Al.
Have a beer for me!
Saddle up my Palomino...
'Till next time, 'Mela
7:23 PM
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Photo: Michio Yves Ueda
