Aug 29 2002

After the concert I found some ramen and headed home. On the way, though, I came across this oddly dressed girl setting up her little stage, and decided to stick around to see what she was up to. Turns out she’s another of those human statue/robot/doll deals, and she was particularly good at the act. I was the first one there and the first to put money in her basket. I stayed to watch for a while, and before I knew it, she beckoned me over to have a look at my Timex, and then she stopped; I’d stayed there for the whole performance. You’d think that it’d be easy to get a clear photo of a person whose job is to stand really, really still, but, well, it wasn’t. By the way, when I got home, there was a note from the ceiling repair dude saying that I wasn’t here and he’d stop by in the morning. The water’s stopped, though, at least for now.