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Tuesday, January 08, 2008
im sure she thinks i did it on purpose...
10:03 AM
...because really, it was too perfect to be an accident. at dinner con las hijas last night, we did a bit of reminiscing about a most classy and graceful thing i did a few years back. adrian fogelin used to live in my neighborhood; a most excellent children's writer and my girls adored her! one evening, the s-dot o-dot and i were watching a movie and dining on her specialty black bean dip when i remembered a thing i wanted to get out of the car, so i bolted out to nab it. while outside, i noticed adrian walking her dog past our house and i accosted her with much enthusiasm about her books. she was verrrry standoff-ish. we stood on the curb and talked for sometime, all the while she was backing slowly away. assuming it must be that i had wretched onion breath or something, i tried not to breathe in her direction and continued to harrass her. upon returning to the house i smiled excitedly as i told the s-dot o-dot just who it was that i had the priviledge to meet and she chuckled as she accompanied me to a near by mirror. there in front of me was....me, sans about 5 teeth! those tricky little black bean skins had covered my teeth like little sweaters.  this posting is a true story of actual events.the actual person involved has helped reconstruct the event as shown in the image above. 2 Comments |
