Irony and Contrast

I was with a group of my closest friends, relaxing at The Huntington Library, sitting in the shade under a Chinese tree in the new Chinese garden. We were chatting and meditating, listening to the gentle breeze rustle through the wispy trees. So calming. Then, courtesy of some teenagers at the next table, BUM . . .BA DA DUM . . . BA DA DEE. Nothing calming about that!!!! Hip-hop music is entirely unwelcome in a Chinese garden. In a personal protest against this affront, a spunky little Mexican girl went where everyone could see her, and began to do the "running man." We were all delighted and pleasantly, well, I would say surprised, but no one of our group was surprised because this specific spunky little Mexican girl was one of our own, and my best friend.

Happy Memorial Day. I'm going out of town. If you throw an estate sale at my house, be forewarned that the cops will come down on you hard.