Sunday

That's Alameda and its little house boats across from Oakland.






If you touch the jelly-like things, it squirts.

We went to the farmer's market in Jack London Square in Oakland and strolled around the docks.

I want to have a house boat instead of renting. The only thing is, I wouldn't have a yard if I live in one. Like where would we grow our tomatoes and artichokes? I think a vintage Airstream trailer on a decent sized plot of land would be perfect. Then we'd just plop a mini hangar or yurt where we'd work on our stuff.

I do love the idea of living in a boat. But I was taking the ferry one time and it was storming like crazy. I had to close my eyes and sit still the entire time because I was getting sick as the waves were quite choppy. Eep.

Do you live in a boat? What's it like?

Rainbow Cluster

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xoxo

Yasmine

Girls in a Bottle

I get the same dreams often, especially when I'm sick. In this one, I am at a crowded party. And in this crowded party, there is a small bottle on the side table. Inside the bottle are Thumbelina-sized girls I see from a distance. One of them manages to escape and she starts crawling on the wall like a gecko. No one at the party seems to notice. I go, "A girl is crawling on the wall!" I run closer, and the closer I get, the little girl morphs into a gecko. And all the girls in the bottle become geckos. Then I'd wake up.