Yesterday I learned that I share my birthday with the unwaveringly absorbing Hope Sandoval. This date is June 24th though she was actualized 21 years my senior. It is my firm belief that people born on this number day are truly special creations and I celebrate and tip my hat to my fellow “24” spirits.
She hangs brightly from a tree
Wonders what she's gonna be
I'm aware of her game
Come and watch me, watch me come on
-She Hangs Brightly, Mazzy Star
At the exact moment I turn to head back to the restaurant with my plastic gray wagon, successfully done with the last of 4 Labor Day '09 pizza deliveries I saw in the sky a cloud shaped like a flying saucer and thought: Of course! Extra terrestrials have the ability to shift molecular form. That's how they've gotten around us all these years...but they weren't too clever about it this time because that cloud is OBVIOUSLY a space ship.
This is not my photo but this craft is similar to the one I saw.
