May 16, Saturday afternoon, Reading....

I'm not sure what he was reading. I didn't make it that far!
Beneath that red awning across the street, in the shade of Serrano's Pizza, a man in a blue plaid shirt was reading something.

The blogging update is this: after two months in a cast, I can walk again! I have a big black walking boot and this afternoon, in the lovely 80 degree heat, I walked, sans crutches, to a popular juice bar (note the line) and, while sharing a bench with my sister and a couple of other visual artists talking instillations and time constraints, I spotted a reader.

I'd already taxed myself out getting to the juice bar and did not make it across the street. No interview this time. Interviews with readers to come soon. This is just a preview. Appreciate first. Dive in second.

It is also wholly possible that the last person in line was reading a book, too -- something downloaded onto his phone? ... or sending a text to his girlfriend. "line hella long. ice cream?"