secret gift for The Boy
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-eight years and a million words
Kokubunji, 2024.12.25
X'mas Day was fun. The Boy had to race off for basketball practice by 09:00, but we'd opened a few presents -- overwhelmingly for The Girl. I have a nifty new fish bowl for growing aquatic plants. I'm going to think about throwing a couple of Medaka (rice fish) in it when we're back in town.
Mari and I are planning an interesting gift for The Boy. Happily, it's the kind of thing we can get into with a lot more confidence than any time in the past thirty years because the fashions have swung in favor of this sort of thing again.
And yes, I can safely relate this here, because The Boy doesn't read this website.
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