Things on a Moto

2. Motodop and I are speeding along this morning when I hear a “quack quack quack” behind me and up pulls a woman with a kid on her lap, massive ball of a bag between legs, and, hanging off the back seat, 20 live ducks. Snowy heads bouncing up and down and otherwise calm, pink tongues quack-quacking as they fly down the boulevard.

1. Family of five in what might as well be Sunday best. Infant on mother’s lap, 4-year-old sandwich between parents, 3-year-old in front of driver dad. And all the kiddies are clad in striations of khaki and check, like something out of a certain neighbor’s childhood Easter.