Lunch Sunday aboard Wind Spirit. Scene of what shall be known as the Wind Spirit Agreement, in which Darlene absolves me of all guilt for excessive time spent on the computer in return for four hours of my time each week teaching her anything she wants to learn about techno stuff--computer, digital camera, cell phone, electric toothbrush, what EVER. Yet another life-course correction made here in the islands.
Sunday, February 13, 2005
