to determine the allure of money
Saturday, December 1 2001
While walking Sally the Dog this evening in the Vale of Cashmere part of Brooklyn's Prospect Park, I commenced a social experiment. The Vale's fountains have been turned off and allowed to dry in anticipation of the winter, and now all that remains in the pond surrounding them is a thick accumulation of soft mud and leaves. My experiment is to determine the allure of money. I tossed a quarter out onto the mud and though it's clearly visible from shore, one would have to be pretty desperate to retrieve it. I've decided I'm going to toss another quarter out onto the mud every day until someone goes out there and retrieves them. Whoever does will surely leave ample evidence of their trek.
That mystery FedEx package (which finally arrived yesterday) turned out to be a pasta gift package from the Bella Luna Pasta Factory in Milwaukee, Wisconsin (owned and operated, as you probably don't recall, by the family of Gretchen's friend Jason). Having ordered from this Pasta Factory once before on Gretchen's recommendation, her parents had the package sent to me as their way of saying thank you for my being such a good sport during all the craziness that had transpired during our Thanksgiving in Pittsburgh. Tonight Gretchen cooked up some of that pasta and happily it hadn't gone bad during its time stuck in the FedEx quagmire.
As one of my new liver-preserving lifestyle changes, I've been drinking alcohol-free vodkatea in the evenings. It looks and tastes a little like vodkatea, but it's simply Lemon Zinger tea on the rocks. I still crave booze in the evening, but not as much as I used to.
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