"So I guess you'll have to marry the Ratmonkey,” Stevo said with resignation in his voice.” As with anything concerning me, this blog would not be complete without the frame of reference my rat friend provides. Ratmonkey and Earthpig, two great friends and explorers. Moonwatchers and shuffle race champions. Helen and I found one another and talked all through a night and into the next morning over eight
years ago. We drove my little VW pickup to see the sun rise on a hill in Soquel and it looked like a dancing egg so we danced along to the slow dawn and knew without thinking that we would find a lot of sunrises together. Last weekend we ran into an old friend in Aptos Natural Foods, and were pleased with how we seemed. There was no need for him to ask if we still saw each other.
