it is late; brandon is driving to the airport. He's talking to me on the phone. He's saying:
"Tonight I fed Elliot sweet potato goo for the first time. I'm just very impressed with his mouth. It's the most capable part of him. It's the only part of him that I can coordinate with. The way he can open and close his mouth at the right time...it's outrageous."
"His hands play him false. He has to work so hard at them; his depth perception is so poor. But when he gets something in his mouth? It's like [insert munching noise here] No problem."