Adventures of a Dancing Kumquat

Following the saga of the little citrus with terpsichorean tendencies

Sunday, March 13, 2005


The kumquat is amused.

The other day, she saw a man wearing a "Live Strong" bracelet. This is not unusual. Those little rubber bracelets have proliferated like dissected planaria. For those of you who have managed to thusfar escape unscathed, I apologized for ruining the bliss that is ignorance. The bracelts in question are little yellow rubber things that encircle your wrist-- proceeds from them are supposed to benefit the Lance Armstrong Foundation which apparently fights cancer or supports cancer research or finds homes for abandoned pet rocks.

(Oooh-- randomness: The kumquat met a cute king snake yesterday at the Heritage Park opening ceremony. She was there with a person from the Palo Alto Open Space Thingy. The kumquat forgets the snake's name now-- something like Sherpa, but not Sherpa. Don't the kumquat's reader(s) love these little insights into the way her mind works...)

Okay. So back to the bracelt-wearing guy:
He was wearing a bracelet.
A Live Strong bracelt.
One whose proceeds go to help fight cancer.

Apparently he wanted to make sure the foundation would always have a mission.
Because he was smoking.