baby E

baby E arrives. through dangers toils and snares, it seems, to join her sister A.

be strong and courageous, child! be rich in faith and clear of mind! in kindness and in gentleness be your way!

the gladness does not fully sink in yet.

funeral wake

we always seem to meet long-lost friends at wakes.

the years are kind to some. grey suits them and they wear their lines well.

and not so kind to others. with more heft and sans hair. 

some are gracefully refined by time.

and some are harsh.

'tis life.

bonus date

usual sunday dinner quandary: where and what, somewhat circumscribed tonite by the funeral wake we attend in the evening hour.

we end up in the neighborhood hawker center near closing time catch two of her last bowls of yong tau foo sit amongst empty tables to the accompaniment of chinese oldies blaring from another stall's sound system on a wondrously cool and breezy night.

memories are made of stuff like this.

the cult of we - brown & farrell (2021)

speed read. all i can say is,

• when the numbers go into b- and t-'s in magnitude, my eyes glaze over
• it's a cult of the talker of the hyperbole and symptomatic of larger society
• how can anyone be so greedy???
• he (neumann) sounds hypomanic

in other news, if they can toss around money of that magnitude one wonders why they cannot also do something about that national debt that beggars comparison.

affogato, homemade

our special reunion dinner, we tell each other. before the frenetic rounds of obligatory activities come up and swallow us whole. 

belated birthday thoughts

the little tornado we were not sure would see this age with this sentience has decidedly completed three decades and now nurtures a tornado of her own. how miraculous this is, i think. how undeservedly good and merciful of God. how generously he blesses.

sunday date

impromptu after-dinner affogato. arguably immensely more enjoyable than in younger days, on account of life. starting the work week on tuesday has much to recommend it.