Midsummer’s Eve:
What could be more perfect than A Midsummer’s Night’s Dream on the very midsummer’s eve?
Refill:
I was refilling an Oyster Card, the universal Mass Transit tender. The clerk behind the armored glass partition was friendly and joking. His name tag read, “Zia.”
“Zia? That right?” I asked.
“Yeah, what?”
“Sun, sun god, in New Mexico.”
“Oh, right right, Mexico, most people think it’s Italian.”
I just wish they spoke English the way the good lord intended it.