Absurdité (by Manning, 9:04pm)
There are many brief moments in my existence where I stop for a second to appreciate the fact that my life is fantastic and absurd. The latest was:
Very very late Saturday night, post-picnic, unbelievably drunk, alone in an unfamiliar bedroom, trying to feed someone's pet rats for them because they asked me to, dropping the container of rat food all over the floor and scrambling to pick it all up while making as little noise as possible, as the rats strain against the bars of their cage and pretty much obviously laugh at me. The room is spinning and I'm on my hands and knees picking up rat food one piece at a time amongst clothing and other junk on the floor, barely able to contain my laughter. It seems like a moment ago I was a kid working at the mall in New Jersey and suddenly I'm old and in France and can't hold my head straight and there are French rats squeaking at me.
I would like to hear your absurd moments too; the situations that seemed so natural as you were getting into them, but then you suddenly wonder how on earth you ended up there.
The Sexiest Barbecue Of All Time (by Manning, 11:49am)
This is how we barbecue in France.
My roommate Lada knocked on my bedroom door Saturday morning to invite me a barbecue outside Paris in the not-quite-countryside, not-quite-suburbs, at the beautiful summer home of our friend Lisa...
( A feast for the eyes; vanity, food, and the Loch Ness Monster... )
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