I forgot to mention one thing that happened the day of the Tattoo.
When we first met with Shelley at the corner of King & University, we turned around and walked to the corner. Out of nowhere, this guy appeared (I think he was hanging around the streetmeat stand) and ran up to me, handing me a white petunia that he had swiped from one of the flowerpots nearby. I took it and thanked him and felt very confused. I can’t remember if he said something or not, but hey… I guess I can’t complain when someone runs up and hands me a flower, even if it is a stolen one. Heh.
Now I must head off to work. Then from work I’ll be going to work. Somewhere in there I’ll hopefully get some food.