Day 9
This is not terribly clear but it is supposed to be about a man, his gold Elvis glasses and his boom box. He was having an excellent time and was considerate enough to turn off the music once he got onto the train.
I made fingerling potatoes this evening but Trader Joe’s called them “teeny tiny potatoes.” I also dropped some chocolate in one of my neck fat folds and it melted all over my chest much to my roommate’s amusement.
I really need to start getting more creative with these photos.
