Upon RefractionI was talking with a friend the other day; the subject of anonymity came up. I pointed out that I think I've already somewhat lost that particular battle - I said instead I would reach for inscrutability, for which I at least have an outside chance to cultivate. It came up again in the company of Mr. Koan at a little gathering that was in effect this weekend, the doing of which I got to play a tiny part in. It was good to speak with him again.
And I should say, too: that was one thank of a gathering.
As I said, I was only a tiny part of the vast mechanics that spun behind the very successful thing, and other smaller successful things. I know this to be true, if only in part because I had enormous amounts of time to have ridiculous amounts of fun, for which I am incredibly thankful. It was all amazingly humbling and constructive and good, and in the end I think the best and proudest part was this, over and over, in every worthy sense:
We ate together; we ate well.
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