(5,000)Pennies From Heaven
So, this is Monday; and yesterday evening ended with myself having a long-ish conversation with Ted Broughey, my best High School pal; and someone whom I can resume a conversation with; even if the conversation had been interupted for a period of years.
I was under the stand of cedar trees.
I had 4 dollars in my pocket; and this being at the end of the weekend; heading into the "slow" day of Monday.
Upcoming Pages
Ted will be featured in an upcoming venue which I propose to instill. Namely; all the "characters" who appear in the blog will have set aside under the heading of "pages" their own pages of bio-descriptive type things; as well as photos etc. and the pages will be my own personal "profile" of the character; and it should be fun....
I had managed to provide for myself in the way of food and drink and some tobacco.
Ted Comes Through
Ted called and during the conversation, his voice was just barely coming through.
He casually asked me if I had made any money that night.
I told him about the "about 8 dollars" which was about what I had made.
He said that he would wire me 50 dollars.
I thanked him and promised to call the next (to)day.
After I ended the call, my "government" phone beeped; -it was my own phone carrier texting that I was out of minutes "0 balance;" zilch. No more until June 11th.
So, now I have picked up the 50 dollars and have to consider using some of it to put minutes on the phone.
I have had a few long and very entertaining conversations with Ted; as well as a couple with my mom.
The two seeming to be in agreement that our country is turning into a "Socialist State."
Week In Review
The highlight of the week for me very well could have been the walk which I took with Tanya Huang on Saturday morning; from the corner where she and Dorise were setting up; to the Rouses Market; a quarter mile away.
Tanya claimed to be very hungry and couldn't seem to understand why "Maybe I'm hungry from yesterday..." and even offered to get me something to eat, and suggested I go along with her..
Dodging Paparazzi
She walked very fast; either being driven by hunger, or trying to avoid being accosted by tourists.
I would suspect a little of both; but more of the latter.
She had put on shades before setting out.
But, even in this disquise, which did nothing to disguise her beauty; she was set upon by at least 4 different tourists; who asked questions like "Are you the girl who plays the violin?" and "Where are you playing?"
It was kind of like walking with Jacqueline Onasis, I remember thinking; and I remember asking myself Why Jacqueline Onasis? Freudian? Maybe it was the shades.
Once inside Rouses Market; we were soon looking at chicken.
She remembered that I had wanted dark meat the first time that she bought me chicken.
I wasn't thinking about the temperature outside which had climbed to around 90 degrees already, and the way that chicken grease can seem to break you into a sweat and come out of your pores in the heat, otherwise, I might have gently suggested to her that there might be better foods to eat on such a hot day.
Eyes Bigger Than Stomach?
Tanya grabbed two of everything, chicken; sushi, greens, a drink (I had strongly suggested the greens; in order to help digest the chicken).
It was kind of amusing to see such a skinny girl trying to carry so much food; ...your breakfast should be no larger than an armload...
She told me to grab something to drink "anything you want."
"It's too early for beer," was her rejoinder to what I next said.
"We aren't really set up yet; we probably won't start for another 20 minutes," said Tanya to a couple from "around Houston," who seemed particularly eager to hear violin music.
"We bought your CD 2 years ago and we love it," said they.
Tanya wanted to eat her food, I was pretty sure, even though I'm a terrible reader of people.
I had an idea that I would pretend to be their soundman and she and Dorise sat and chowed down while waiting for me to figure out why "we're not getting any 'signal'" or something; should the couple from around Houston follow us, thinking that she was going to pick up her violin and immediately play.
"Oh, they decided to go into that hat shop," said a visibly liberated Tanya. "How am I going to eat all this?"
"With chopsticks, miss Huang."
I joked about how comical a parody upon "the fickle tourist" it was to see the couple have all thoughts about the amazing virtuoso violinist pushed out of their heads upon espying a certain hat shop.
Love At First Bite
I sat down and began to devour the white meat before me.
I offered Dorise some of the chicken.
"I don't eat meat," she said.
"I used to not eat anything but fish a few times a week..."
"But then, you changed?" she asked, eying my chicken suspiciously; as if maybe Tanya had persuaded me to eat chicken.
"What about shellfish, scallops, things like that?"
"I don't eat ANY LIVING CREATURE," said Dorise with finality.
"....I was a fruitarian for a summer, back in '89..." I offered.
"How did that go?"
"It was OK until I decided to go to the gym and 'bulk up' then the bananas let me down....
After demonstrating that she was just as artistic with chopsticks as with a bow; the diminutive figure began to play; taking a position standing up in the shade; rather than sitting down in the sun....
"You're going to burn enough calories standing up to offset what you gained by moving into the shade..."
"Nea"
So, this is Monday; and yesterday evening ended with myself having a long-ish conversation with Ted Broughey, my best High School pal; and someone whom I can resume a conversation with; even if the conversation had been interupted for a period of years.
I was under the stand of cedar trees.
I had 4 dollars in my pocket; and this being at the end of the weekend; heading into the "slow" day of Monday.
Upcoming Pages
Ted will be featured in an upcoming venue which I propose to instill. Namely; all the "characters" who appear in the blog will have set aside under the heading of "pages" their own pages of bio-descriptive type things; as well as photos etc. and the pages will be my own personal "profile" of the character; and it should be fun....
I had managed to provide for myself in the way of food and drink and some tobacco.
Ted Comes Through
Ted called and during the conversation, his voice was just barely coming through.
He casually asked me if I had made any money that night.
I told him about the "about 8 dollars" which was about what I had made.
He said that he would wire me 50 dollars.
I thanked him and promised to call the next (to)day.
After I ended the call, my "government" phone beeped; -it was my own phone carrier texting that I was out of minutes "0 balance;" zilch. No more until June 11th.
So, now I have picked up the 50 dollars and have to consider using some of it to put minutes on the phone.
I have had a few long and very entertaining conversations with Ted; as well as a couple with my mom.
The two seeming to be in agreement that our country is turning into a "Socialist State."
Week In Review
Tanya claimed to be very hungry and couldn't seem to understand why "Maybe I'm hungry from yesterday..." and even offered to get me something to eat, and suggested I go along with her..
Dodging Paparazzi
She walked very fast; either being driven by hunger, or trying to avoid being accosted by tourists.
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| "It's Her!!!" |
She had put on shades before setting out.
But, even in this disquise, which did nothing to disguise her beauty; she was set upon by at least 4 different tourists; who asked questions like "Are you the girl who plays the violin?" and "Where are you playing?"
It was kind of like walking with Jacqueline Onasis, I remember thinking; and I remember asking myself Why Jacqueline Onasis? Freudian? Maybe it was the shades.
Once inside Rouses Market; we were soon looking at chicken.
She remembered that I had wanted dark meat the first time that she bought me chicken.
I wasn't thinking about the temperature outside which had climbed to around 90 degrees already, and the way that chicken grease can seem to break you into a sweat and come out of your pores in the heat, otherwise, I might have gently suggested to her that there might be better foods to eat on such a hot day.
Eyes Bigger Than Stomach?
Tanya grabbed two of everything, chicken; sushi, greens, a drink (I had strongly suggested the greens; in order to help digest the chicken).
It was kind of amusing to see such a skinny girl trying to carry so much food; ...your breakfast should be no larger than an armload...
She told me to grab something to drink "anything you want."
"It's too early for beer," was her rejoinder to what I next said.
"We aren't really set up yet; we probably won't start for another 20 minutes," said Tanya to a couple from "around Houston," who seemed particularly eager to hear violin music.
"We bought your CD 2 years ago and we love it," said they.
Tanya wanted to eat her food, I was pretty sure, even though I'm a terrible reader of people.
I had an idea that I would pretend to be their soundman and she and Dorise sat and chowed down while waiting for me to figure out why "we're not getting any 'signal'" or something; should the couple from around Houston follow us, thinking that she was going to pick up her violin and immediately play.
"Oh, they decided to go into that hat shop," said a visibly liberated Tanya. "How am I going to eat all this?"
"With chopsticks, miss Huang."
I joked about how comical a parody upon "the fickle tourist" it was to see the couple have all thoughts about the amazing virtuoso violinist pushed out of their heads upon espying a certain hat shop.
Love At First Bite
I sat down and began to devour the white meat before me.
I offered Dorise some of the chicken.
"I don't eat meat," she said.
"I used to not eat anything but fish a few times a week..."
"But then, you changed?" she asked, eying my chicken suspiciously; as if maybe Tanya had persuaded me to eat chicken.
"What about shellfish, scallops, things like that?"
"I don't eat ANY LIVING CREATURE," said Dorise with finality.
"....I was a fruitarian for a summer, back in '89..." I offered.
"How did that go?"
"It was OK until I decided to go to the gym and 'bulk up' then the bananas let me down....
After demonstrating that she was just as artistic with chopsticks as with a bow; the diminutive figure began to play; taking a position standing up in the shade; rather than sitting down in the sun....
"You're going to burn enough calories standing up to offset what you gained by moving into the shade..."
"Nea"
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