lundi, août 20, 2007

dad, me, and aisha

My dad's been visiting with me for the past 10 days and had me at my wits end most of them. Still, after sending him off to Newark Liberty, then returning to my apartment and not being greeted by a rundown of the evening news, a greenmarket salad, a defense of Stanley Crouch, a baseball game blaring on the telly and a little crazy talk, (same difference as defense of Stanley Crouch, I know, excuse the redundancy) I got a little verklempt.