Saturday night I drove down to San Diego to see a play produced and directed by my friends Amy and Dustin. I arrived a bit early and really, really needed a bathroom so I walked over to the nearby Starbucks. It was there that I found this
I wonder about this Mary Arnold Dorfman. What sort of harrassment did she heap upon the author of this tag and what revenge did he exact on her? I thought about this all the way back to the theater and then promptly forgot as I took my seat.
Which is precisely why I love my digital camera so. My random observations need never again disappear into nothingness.