February 16, 2004
February 16, 2004, Eavesdropping (MP)
With great stealth, I crouched just outside the room where THE conversation was taking place. The long awaited reparté between Claudette and Pamalina was unfolding right in front of my ears. All was going swimmingly - giggles, pleasantries, exchanges of vital statistics (ages, etc), and of course, recipies (I jest). Ideas were bandied about like so many shuttlecocks flying across the badmitten net we all had in the backyards of our youth. Claudette served, Pam H. returned service - what a match!! In the end, a photograph of my wife was requested so as to possibly be included in the proposed art work. END OF MATCH!!!! Pam H. was the winner. A photograph!!! From around the corner, with my eyes closed, it was easy to "see" the grin on Claudette's face. Her picture or likeness emblazing the facade of the guitar - well, it dosen't get any better than that.
As I crept away from my vantage point, I was brought back down from the high I was on when I heard Pam H. going over the financial arrangements that she and I had previously discussed. A bargain at twice the price. After all, for a very few moments, I was Bond - Mike Bond.