Word.
My word of the day is pterygium or " tympanic membrane ". Gosh, it just gives me goose-flesh. Delightfull . The perfect triptych of white family Berkeley hippie- dom appeared to me today on a busy street (Telegraph, actually. Northbound.): Young- ish 20-something man wearing waist length dreads and what appears to be either rags or an orphan's costume for the musical "Oliver" propelling his skateboard mid-lane. He is closely followed what must have been his father wearing similarly shabby earth-toned clothes, a corduroy blazer and a natty battered fedora peddling a very stylishly ancient bicycle and towing his young daughter who is wearing Rollerblades and an immaculate derby with a speck of peacock feather peeking out of the band. And what are they using for a tow-line? A navy blue tie. I have been tempted to change my profile photo; it was taken four months ago at an impulsive San Francisco outing to the most wonderfully old and eccentric bar. I was so d...