observations epitome of incomprehensibility An evening walk through Pointe Claire village to one bus stop and then from another bus stop home. Inward-directed thoughts (wear contact lenses tomorrow) turned to outward-directed ones. It was pleasant to let observation guide some of my mental activity, even if the things noticed were mundane: -I like to hear people laughing outside. Friendly. Where are they coming from? Not the bar. -Ah, a restaurant called Lou's, still with people inside. -Outdoor Christmas tree lights feel cheery. Request to keep some lights around through February, not necessarily in tree shapes. -Kids still skating around the rink with the big tree in the middle. Two. Older kids. It must be 10:30 by now. Yup. And what temperature, -10? Colder. Not quite -15 (nose can come out of scarf sometimes). -I always say "merci" when I get on a bus. Now, "bonsoir, merci." -The Pine Beach tunnel smells like weed again. Annoying? Only slightly. 250124 ... epitome of incomprehensibility And the woman on the bus who looked Korean had a such a calm-seeming face, but I worried if that impression was influenced by stereotypes about "oriental inscrutability" (paraphrasing Fear_of_Flying) or just the fact of her having small features. Like, small eyes, noses, AND mouth? Obviously you will have a placid temper. Logic. 250124 ... e_o_i e_o_i, I meant to be. 250124 ... e_o_i ....and I didn't know a single person could have more than one nose. I learn something new every day. I should sleep. 250124 what's it to you? who go blather from