A Very Special Tuna Sandwich.



This Sunday I broke a 6 month seafood boycott. One look at Amy's very special tuna salad sandwich, with coconut, tamarind vinigrette, walnuts and baby greens....it was all over. I had just one bite and the next thing I knew, I was standing in John's kitchen finishing half of the sandwich. I can't tell you it won't happen again.

Sorry fish.

ALL POINTS BULLETIN: Scratchy bandits on the loose in Boulevard Park.



Someone scratched my car too. I was dismayed to find a scratch and a whole lot of white paint on my back bumper this morning. Somebody's out to get us. And if I were annoyingly pretentious and just plain dorky, I would have ended that last sentance with: methinks. But I'm not like that.

Top 3 things the Colonel* says everyday:



1. "Well back when I was at Record Bar...."
2. "Now I'm stupid, so tell me again how to...."
3. "Well bless your heart."

*There's a guy here in my office that, if you dressed him in a white suit and black tie, you'd take one look at him and one look at the real Colonel Sanders and say: "Y'all kin? 'Cause y'all sure do reckon."

Someone sang to me:



Little viola hidden in the orchestra, how I love to pretend the sounds you make are flowers that slowly encircle the band.

From this song.

And that last part is so sad.