My sister Glynda called last night to tell me she was bored. Two weeks ago she was in England for an Oxford Round Table discussion, last week she had two Welsh punk rockers staying at her house, Tom Brokow wants to do a story on her school, and next week some guy is bringing race cars by the school and she gets to drive one. All this, and she calls to tell me she’s bored. At least we did have a good Thai dinner together, after wandering over half of Greenville to find this place.
I’ve never seen pollen this bad. Everything is yellow. At Houston’s last week I saw yellow “smoke” billowing off of the trees.