it's a slow day as agent stone, the baby blob known as kia and i drive into the city for some fun and games at the markets, agent stone is buying up baby toys at a phenomenal rate, i'm flabbergasted at the shining, beeping, rattling, furry, fuzzy, toys she gets, weighed down with bags of these things, a baby and negotiating the swarm of chinese shoppers we weave towards the spice market where i stock up on my spices and herbs. at the fish market i spontaneously buy a big fish, some sort of red sea beast with pink bits.
i look at a remote controlled helicopter and ponder if i really need one, it would keep me entertained in my autistic fixations but it's expensive and somewhat decedent, i mean do i really need a helicopter?
these are the thoughts that buzz around my head for the next hour, then the blob and i share an unexpected cute moment that's slightly disturbing. i travel home in the passenger seat looking at the shadows cast by the trees, the moon hangs in the sky, it's 1430 and the sky is blue.