Watching Vivre sa Vie
(My Life to Live)
and taking screenshots of
moments of inspiration.
It's a french flick where a girl subjects herself to prostitution as a way to make a living. She knows the value of ones decisions and yet pursues this path.
Finding herself lost, she strikes up an conversation with an opinionated patron at the local cafe. She eventually finds love but does she live happily ever after?
There's a Cocktail Conference in town this weekend, and so there's a bunch of beer/alcohol tastings go. I was asked to represent a local brewery and pass out some samples of their beer, for which I'd be paid. It was an offer I couldn't refuse. The brewer decided he wanted to pass our their SOUR beer, apparently sour beer among craft beers is a tricky process to master. Anyways...I felt as if I was on candid camera because everyone that tasted it hated it, just a few wanted more. It became entertaining for me to call people over and try out wonderful beer. Everyone compared it to pickle juice. Once the sour beer ran out, we poured a stout and that wasn't as fun. haha. Great experience though.
Ringing in another year on my rooftop. First time in seven years one of my neighbors went blazing bullets in the air, we heard six shots with the sound of the gun cocking back between each shot. Crazy.