Shane Cyr and Wiki Sombreros, c. 1987.
My friend TJ, who came over with his fancy-ass camera last weekend, sent me this little stinker while I was sleeping last night. I opened it over coffee at 6:30 AM and all I could think was, “Fuuuuuu, I look so OLD.”
Looking at it now, though, I realize my eyes are also crooked, and so is my nose, and my mouth too, and pretty much everything except my eyebrows, which are level as the foundation of my house.
Ugh. I bet I think this song is about me.
Totally comfortable with what my Amazon viewing history says about me.
Watch out for that last song. It’s a doozy!
This one friend of mine? He has a good camera? And a portrait lens? And he came over today? And shot a bunch of pictures? Including this one of Alex? That’s definitely not an Apple ad?
In probably the biggest display of civic involvement I’ve seen in my tiny borough since moving here in 2002, hundreds of people showed up last night for a public meeting hosted by The Holy Family Institute, the local organization that’s become a lightning-rod for agreeing to host up to 36 immigrant children for between 30 and 45 days each while they await status hearings and determination (they are neither “illegal immigrants” nor “refugees” – i.e., they have no status – before these hearings).
Social media, TV, and newspaper impressions to the contrary, supporters vastly outnumber those opposed to Holy Family’s plans. This was made abundantly clear as supporter after supporter took the mic during the public comments section of the meeting, and voiced approval and appreciation, and extended offers of help, to Holy Family’s Sister Linda. Of those supporters, there were scores. I counted three people who objected. The bases for their opposition were generally misinformation (which was apparently resolved by the meeting), anger about national politics (which was out of scope for this meeting), or unobscured xenophobia (which was, well, sad).
The meeting took place without incident and ended early. That is all.