Wednesday, March 14, 2007

Note to self: India seems like a fascinatingly exotic place, and sometime in the next thirty-three years I would like to see where Great-Granny Gray, may she rest in peace, lived and where Grandma Wilson, may she rest in peace, was born, but it is also dreadfully hot and humid in much of the country much of the year. And you put the Wilson in "sweating like a Wilson." So, take a cue from the locals and when in Gujarat do as the Gujaratis do. Flower power.

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