Nap time
I'm tired. The weekend was moderately exhausting, in good and bad ways; thank God it's a Tuesday that feels like a Monday and not vice versa.
Sunday saw Adam and I cruising through downtown during Pig Out in the Park (first time I actually went). We spotted an empty booth, and set up shop there. Adam made a sign that read: "Questions Answered! ($.25)" We eventually scrapped the 25 cents part (initially he wanted to try charging that much for hugs), and Adam could be heard from all directions, "Get yer questions answered! Right here! Come on!" We got at least three meaning of life questions, several where's the second stage? sort of questions, and a couple of the why did my marriage fail? queries. It was pretty crazy.
Other than that, the routine misadventures haven't really been worth reporting. Haven't seen my rapist since the other night. I suppose he's perched in Crosby or something at this point. Okay, that might be unduly cynical, but I'm not holding out too much hope.
Sunday saw Adam and I cruising through downtown during Pig Out in the Park (first time I actually went). We spotted an empty booth, and set up shop there. Adam made a sign that read: "Questions Answered! ($.25)" We eventually scrapped the 25 cents part (initially he wanted to try charging that much for hugs), and Adam could be heard from all directions, "Get yer questions answered! Right here! Come on!" We got at least three meaning of life questions, several where's the second stage? sort of questions, and a couple of the why did my marriage fail? queries. It was pretty crazy.
Other than that, the routine misadventures haven't really been worth reporting. Haven't seen my rapist since the other night. I suppose he's perched in Crosby or something at this point. Okay, that might be unduly cynical, but I'm not holding out too much hope.