Baguettes for the Hungry
1. On Friday, Besos met me at my office. She wanted to see where I work. Why? I don’t know. I don’t like to see where I work on a daily basis so I can’t explain these things.
2. On the walk to the train, we contemplated eating downtown before deciding to cook at my place. I stopped into a bread/cheese/wine store to get a baguette. Then, about a half block later, we decided to eat at a restaurant we passed. This meant I had a 2 1/2 foot baguette perched next to my chair as we ate. And that I was carrying it along with us on the street afterwards. I realized that it would not be much good to us tomorrow and I really couldn’t be bothered to continue carrying it so I told Besos I was going to give it away. And less than a half block later, we walked by a woman holding a sign that said, “I’m just hungry.” So I handed her the baguette.
She looked at me like I was crazy.
I said to Besos, “I gave away the bread.” She said, “Aw, you gave bread to the hungry lady who is really just hungry for crack.”
3. I printed and framed about 20 photos this weekend. Almost all of them 18 x 12. A few much larger than that. About 12 are for other people. A few black and white series of my parents with my sister’s kids. Will surprise them. I also finally framed the poster below (though mine is 2008/2009). I managed to sweet talk the poster away (for free!) from a certain member of the opposite sex who was plastering them up throughout Venice when I was in Italy last spring. WOOT!


Just a random attorney writing about daily life with Little Filthy, my rotten dog.