we watched a Discovery-channel-style special on elephants last night…the footage was impressive..way up close and personal, done by means of something they called a "dung-cam". damn, i love the BBC.

mom bought me two t-shirts yesterday. very nice. now i have to go give her a pedicure. everything has its price.

i just lost a booger in the keyboard. one of those rubber-cementy ones. the booger that is.

you should have seen it ..the air conditioner fiasco continues. first, mom spent a fortune on it (the day after poor suffering Suzanne left) after waiting two hours in the hot sun for the appliance shop to open. they got the last one. delivered immediately, Bert and I lugged it up the three flights of…

before/after

Jack's Antibes experience…riding Uncle Bert's folding bicycle and finding Coke and Pommes Frites anywhere, anytime.

out for a fresh fish/seafood dinner near the port for Jack and Suzanne's last night yesterday, these are pictures Jack took..i like his perspective.

Mom forgets how much she lost. i forget to keep my eyes open. Jack forgets to keep his shirt on.

Aunt Suzanne and Cousin Jack arrived yesterday! they're staying in the apartment off the ramparts that Bert stayed in his first three months, it's lovely with a sliver of sea view from the bedroom window. we've successfully located a steady supply of pommes frites for Jack at our favorite cafe, Cameo as well as our…

someone asked, so here is the answer: step one, and indeed, most important:  have well-divorced mother who moves to france first two years prior (presumably to get away from grown-yet-still-needy children) 2) have terribly downward spiraling job for business about to go under at any moment 3) have no other job prospects in current town…