Happy

Hi,
Well, my trip to the Thai Consulate left me looking for a
ceiling to dance on. Everything is going fine with our paperwork.
There is a rather casual attitude, with regards some questions. When
I told the woman it was for a retirement visa, it was like 'oh, just
come on over'. Seriously, the little things are not worth the
sweat. See, already going through culture shock. (Ha)
That little song I threw at you on Monday didn't stir many
memories (apparently). It was "Over and Over" by Bobby Day. If you
think that one was a zinger, check out this next one. It's one that
we hum, sing the hook and hum:
"Madman drummers bummers, Indians in the summer, With a teenage
diplomat. In the dumps with the mumps, As the adolescent pumps, His
way into his hat...." Clue: this crazy lyric is from a song that was
a pretty big hit somewhere in the 70s. It contains a line that is
still a mystery to most listeners. I will reveal the line tomorrow.
Then you'll remember.
The August Chronicles: I picked him up from Science Camp a
little early, hoping to be back at the condo in time to let Lisa
through the gate. Nice plan. He wasn't ready to leave. He had to
show me how he had made a 'trash switch'. He used 'found objects' to
fashion a dimmer light switch. My job was to sit patiently while he
put it together, explaining the function of each piece of plastic.
More on this later.
We left school and headed for 'Loco' for our picnic dinner.
While in line, he had to analyze the path of wires and sound (that's
what he does) from the little mic/speaker in the driveway, to the
headset of the order taker. His little mind never stops. Once he
gets a concept, then his imagination dives head first, into possible
scenarios. Fascinating and tiring. We rendezvoused with Lisa at the
market (after a lot of explaining to August). They went in with the
card and I parked on the street. I walked onto the grounds and
arrived at the condo before them. That's because Mr. A has to press
all the buttons and use all the keys. He's getting quite good at it,
but it takes time.
We ate on the floor this week. We were going to watch part of a
movie, but he declared that most of the animated features we offered
were 'boring'. I know where he learned that word. Anyway, after
eating, we went for a long, detailed walk. More tomorrow.
It's time for a Wacky Wednesday.

Peace,
Danny


"The happiest of people don't necessarily have the
best of everything, they just make the most of
everything that comes along their way."
~Unknown


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