aug 22nd, 2008

outside a small pizzeria in little italy, in T.O. d. and r. sitting on the curb, me standing, all of us eating our pepperoni slices, still hot and in the greasy paper bag. band practice was supposed to start 45 minutes ago, but one member was late, and instead of waiting we went to get food. this is how our monthly practices go. everyone a reason to eat and drink, and maybe play a few songs. this is both an upside and a down.

while we were waiting for our pizza orders to come up we had a discussion about finding money in food. as in: if you were to find money in your pizza slice, completely by surprise, how much money would it have to be as for you to not be upset about it. R. and I agreed that if we found a twenty in food we bought, the good would outweigh the gross. d. said he'd be fine with finding ten, and after thinking about it, I agreed.