I was all set to write a thoughtful post about the declining fortunes of cemetery towns, but looks like there just isn’t going to be enough time today. I’m already running late for Microkhan Jr.’s first violin recital, at which he will allegedly do a solo in “Three Blind Mice.” The morning’s more exciting musical news, however, is that the kid prepared for the gig by listening to his new favorite song. How sweet it is to hear him bounding around the yurt, singing in a faux baritone, “If you base your life on credit…”
Apologies for the absence, per the usual. Spend today’s Microkhan time on this compendium of candid shots from Papua New Guinea. Love the bovine safety billboard above; my goal is to someday have enough scratch to hang a high-quality copy above my desk.
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