So on the way home tonight I was stopped at a red light and there was a guy (next to the usual fruit guys) and he was selling stories for a dollar. There was a handmade cardboard sign tied around his neck that said so. And there were the stories themselves. I didn't have a dollar (seriously not even in change because I bought a Coke at work). So you can't see one. But they had colored pencil drawings of planes and things. hmm.
I am getting married on Saturday. in new jersey.