Dangerous Compassions

night ride in Funkytown

The other morning, I was thinking about Funkytown.  Ming and I were planning our day.  “What should we do fun today?” I asked, a favorite question. “I don’t know,” he said. “Would you take me to Funkytown?” I asked. “Where’s Funkytown?” he asked. “Uh, Las Vegas?  Probably we live in Funkytown.  New Orleans?” He wasn’t… Read More »