It's very foggy here along the southern Maine coast this morning. I managed to ride my bike to the beach yesterday for about an hour and a half. There was quite a cool breeze, though, coming off the water. It was beautiful, anyway. When I got back to the campground, my friend, Regina, came for a visit and brought me two books of poetry by Annie Finch. Later our son and his girlfriend arrived and we enjoyed a pleasant evening by the fire.
This book is a riot! It centers around a sixteen-year-old weed-smoking underachiever. Cameron is just floating through his days like a helium balloon doing poorly in school, acting like an outcast, and generally being miserable. Then he begins to experience tingling in his arms and legs and ends up at the doctor's being diagnosed with Mad Cow Disease. He has only a short time to live and embarks on a journey with his reluctant friend, Gonzo.
Now you are probably wondering how a book with such a serious topic could be funny but it really is. They get themselves into such ridiclous situations and seeing everything through Cameron's jaded eyes puts a unique spin on the world.
And I like the message: sometimes it takes dying to learn how to live.
Well, the fog is starting to lift a bit and the company will be stirring soon so I guess I'd better read for a bit now. Have a productive week!