It’s true. Apart from writing a blog post or two I’m a pretty useless human when I’m wearing my sarong. It’s almost as if a mysterious magical no work spell is built into it. There should be a “Do not attempt to operate heavy machinery or apply due diligence to work while wearing. For lounging and relaxation only.” warning label needs to come with every sarong. BTW… the pic illustrates the ever popular “cross fold …
… tomorrow for the Rogue. The 22nd edition of the Horizon Awards will be held at the council chambers of Fresno City Hall. (Yeah, it does look like a Klingon battle cruiser, doesn’t it?) A pretty big affair and I’m supposed to give a short speech and all. (Lordy, lordy… oy vey!) OK, this is all pretty surreal to me. (I’m convinced this is going to be like traipsing through a Salvador Dali painting.) Yes, …
… always feels like the start of a new relationship. You look at it… admire it… feel it. You put it on to see how it feels against the skin. You wonder about the level of comfort and softness it will attain in time. Some you take to right away. Others grow in appreciation over time. Which one of the 2 new ones will attain favorite status? I’ve had many sarongs over the years. In …
