Hello to the boy on the orange bike. I didn't see you wave, but Jeff did.

Today I am wearing orange and red. Even my pants and shoes. Washington is so grey. Everyone wears grey. Colors make me happy. I wonder if there is a city somewhere where everyone wears colors that don't match. Is there a walky city where people are pretty? Maybe I mean lovely, and not pretty? Am I making sense? I am a silly yeti.

Sometimes my nonsense worries people. Do I worry you? I doubt it because you don't live with me. It only worries the people I live with. I always think of nonsense as negative capability. You know, like Keats. I am bouncy today. It is the weekend and I will dance my butt off tonight at the Q and not U show. And when they play Wet Works from the new record, Jeff will smile like he got legos for xmas. And I will have my hair in panda ears and all will be right with the world.

I think a lot about how when I was younger, I had no idea my life could be so good. I say that without even worrying that it will stop being so good. I worry not. Do you have wishes and dreams? Or have your surpassed them and need some more. Both are good places to be. The only bad place to be is sans wishes and dreams, never havaing had them at all. I am working on some new ones. Cooking up a plan for new wishes. They are forming slowly like ice in the freezer, but they are forming.

I am a positive yeti. Colorful, positive yeti.