Sunday, September 10, 2006
We are visiting a boy named Max.
This picture? Not of Max.
This picture is of Nicholas Beach, who we met at a cafe while we were eating crab- and mushroom-filled omlettes and generally acting goofy.
Together Anne and I become more than the sum of our parts, some kind of endlessly gregarious dynamic duo who make friends wherever we go.
Nicholas was rockin' his second day on the job yesterday, and we salute him and his sassy customer service style.
Anne: Just some constructive criticism?
Nicholas: (skeptical) um, yeah?
Anne: Bring a pen with the check.
Nicholas: . . .
Anne: I'm just sayin'.
Nicholas mistook us for local drama scene divas.
Not so much. See his perfect teeth? He's totally an actor.
Anne says, "Seattle totally wants us to move here, so they can hang out with us all the time."
I totally agree.
Gotta go, there's a baby that needs to be played with.