dearest c...,

today while riding the bicycles (teresa borrowing yours... i hope you're not angry), we were stopped at a corner by a red light. teresa, being an inexperienced cyclist and slow with the starting and stopping process, i decided it best we wait until the light turned green to cross the street. while there, we were approached by what clearly was a drug induced drunk man with cut off denim shorts (i think?) a plaid shirt and long hair. mumbling he muttered the words, "youz girls have the best bikes going around here" (or at least something like this....) and then looked at t and said "especially yours". she thanked the kind gentleman and we were on our way. i would have 'thunk' he'd prefer my skull and crossbone handle bars?

and the aids committee interview was a blast... i was asked to role play. the situation was this:
pretend i'm a caller and i've asked you how to put on a condom. please tell me in words what you say to the caller.
it was, hands down, the most interesting interview i've ever participated in!

see you next week. we'll be sure to have an asparagus and wine feast!