Mel Bosworth: Wow. How about it?
Ryan MacDonald: I know, right? I think about it all the time, mostly in the shower but often while driving too fast down the back roads of the Valley. It comes to me usually as a feeling but ends up as something more like a memory. I’ve fed it and loved it and let it out as often as it wants to be let out and still I think, wow, how about it? It’s never, how about that? Or, how about this? It’s always, how about it? Though I guess sometimes it can be what about it? And then it’s just like, wow.
MB: What did you do this morning? What did you see through your window? What did you have for breakfast?
RM: I am in North Carolina visiting family for the holidays. My mom made eggs and bacon. Over breakfast I saw through the window, one poodle humping another poodle in my parent’s garden. They were both staring at me. Afterwards we took my nieces to an aquarium in a giant mall. We watched a manta ray, like a horse, eat chunks of fish out of some lady’s hand.