Paper Wish-Condom.

This is my Khoom Fay.

Earlier, I spent the night rehanging all of my mail.
I got awful sentimental, so I leapt on the wish offered by the Khoom Fay.

While it looks a lot like a gigantic paper condom, it's actually a flying lantern. You make a wish on it, and it comes true.

So, I wished the best for:

Lina Garcia
Bill Irmen
Lawrence Pilgram
Derek Frieling
Jincy Trotter
Amanda Paden
Garrison Keith
Patience "Nobody Cares" Gibson
Alison Gibson
Arbalest
Andrew
Emily Lucas
Hjalmar Fors
Edward Marsh
Aaron Hill
Liam Stochmal-Mahin
Cherilyn Galaban
Alex
Connor Manley
Patrick Besler
Tom Kane
Chandra McAnelly
Rigel Thornton
Johnathan Efrosini
Shawn Huculak and Alice
A.J. Rivera
Alon Flexer
Steve Dedrick
Sabina Damirovna
Emmanuel
Terry and Bud Lemmon
Dane, the Photoclerk
Donald Skaari
James Miscavish
Jennifer Kryzkowski
Kevin Macica
Andy
John Tester
An Shu
Pascal
Robin Poulton

...A lot of it is really ambiguous, or unknown, but I have a sneaky suspicion that
God, Fate, Eldritch Spirits, Buddha or what have you know what I mean and intend.

May good things come to all of you, whether you read this or not.
I will them.

Dane, the Photoclerk 2: Water and Postcards.

I'm moving in a a couple of weeks, and while there are simply no good ones, I figured I'd ought to grab a few Missouri-themed postcards before I lose the opportunity to at Pace. As such, I slapped on Djedefre, my bandana, and my sandals and hoofed it down to the drugstore.


I made a B-line for the postcards, which come in five flavors of Civil War, Jessie James, and Lewis and Clark. From behind me, I heard:

"Hey, why did you want to know what I like?"

"I was curious," I said.

I grabbed a bottle of Perrier and proceeded to the Checkout where Dane's been repositioned.

"Perrier? Nobody drinks Perrier."

I laughed it off a little and he said,

"I like to mix it with Orange Juice - usually I don't like Orange Juice, it's too acidic, but Perrier's kind of basic. Low Acid with High Base..."

"I like you," I said. "You're scientific."

He said, "I really think someone should market it. I love it after working outdoors. Half to half - I usually drink the first half anyways."

I fit him the three dollars and said I'd spread the word.

I like him. I think I might bring him lunch sometime, just to try and surprise him.
There's a Subway like, a block from where he works. I'd bake for him, but I'm all baked-out. I don't want to make another cookie for a month or so.

It was good.
I apologize for the lousy, time-stamped photo. It's from a cheapie disposable.