The Last Card in Postcards 4

Mage and George with the Star of India as background on her 1984 sailing.

We worked the “December Nights” show in Balboa Park last night. Right outside the main doorway was a carny with rap and other sounds driving out the season. Sat there for four hours and watched for food and drink to keep them away from the autos. Got chewed out for letting water bottles get on the floor. If you can’t see them, they don’t exist.

The Great Geezer kept an eye out for kids manhandling the cars and parents not taking care of the kids.

“Nooooooooooooo,” he says like a mean old bear eye to eye with the kids. The kids believe him.

It was a lovely crisp night. For the first time since I can remember, I walked well, stood well, moved well, and felt free of the aches and pains that have been haunting me for so long. Wonderful stuff.

• Himself: Playing games.
• Herself: Write, work with photos, eat too much yet again, and bake a cake. My good pants are getting tight.
• Reading: ”The JOB.” It feels a little off so far.
• Today: Remembering the Arizona.
• Balance: Finally waking up.