Some levity for today - apparently the animal shelter in my town is looking for the “owners” of a duck they found - a domestic muscovy, which are feral all over the bay, and as far as I can tell this duck is totally unbanded and basically they just found a wild duck and are taking care of it now.
"I met a woman representing the foreign rights for a country I forget, and as I told her about my book she said, “But you don’t look Mexican.” It surprised me. Not because I hadn’t heard it before, but because I hadn’t heard that line in a couple of years. I certainly had heard it enough to know what to say. And because she represented a possible market, I said it with a smile. “This (meaning me) is what Mexican looks like.” That foreign rights woman, with her declaration, also reminded me of the purpose of this book. Really, you should never tell someone they don’t look like your conception of what they should be. In her mild defense, the media bears some responsibility in our portrayals. The range is incredibly limited, from the hot, sexy, voracious and insatiable Latina, to humble, oppressed and victimized women who haven’t learned how to say “yes” instead of “si.”"