One woman, lots of paint and hundreds of tiles. If you're here because you found a painted tile, it's yours to keep.

Sunday, May 27, 2007

The Incredible Ms. C

This one went to the incredible Ms. C, a true blue friend who can cook, knows how to make an orchid bloom, takes amazing photos and never, under any circumstances, will be caught stirring spaghetti sauce with anything but a wooden spooon. Never. She may not know where her keys are, or her eyeglasses, but you can bet that wooden spoon is exactly where it's supposed to be.

Karma goes to Moe's

Dropped Karma Rae over at Moe's Southwest Grill in the Harbor Shops off 17th Street Causeway in Fort Lauderdale. Karma needs a little break. Her co-workers have grown to hate her because she's so damned efficient. But they might feel differently if they knew the truth -- Karma Rae works her ass off so she doesn't have to think about every last person who abandoned her.

Monday, May 21, 2007

One Fish, Two Fish

Dropped Madelyn, a mischievious pre-dawn gardener, at Cafe Blue Fish in Fort Lauderdale. Every morning at 4 a.m. she takes a long walk around the neighborhood and digs up one gorgeous flower for her backyard. Recently, the only neighbor she entrusted with her secret nominated her for Neighborhood Association's Backyard-of-the-Year Award. So much for trust. Now Madelyn feels slightly annoyed, because people are watching her, so she's gotta keep things on the down-low ... like one flower a week.

Sunday, May 13, 2007

Taylor gets tough

Dropped "No Latte" at Tipico Cafe at Gateway on Sunrise. Taylor tried his best to express his outrage over being told the Latte machine was broken, but with that little Charlie Brown face he can only look so tough. The barista told Taylor he'd better simmer down, or they'd withhold his little cinnamon bun too.

Friday, May 04, 2007

Daniel, My Brother

Dropped Daniel at Maguire's Hill 16 in Fort Lauderdale. He's tucked away in a corner somewhere. His story: Daniel writes little short stories then folds them up and sticks them into books at every bookstore he visits. That way, someone's sure to read his stories, and he's sure not to know what they thought about them. Beside, it makes him laugh just thinking that he has this little secret project, that at 34 he's become a guy who slides down bookstore aisles and secretly shoves little stories into books then leaves. It gives him a little adrenaline rush, and in the end helps him not to take life too seriously.