I once saw a picture of you eating spaghetti. Your meal looked tasty.

As I recall, you have a nice shaped head and used to live in the DC area. You gave me hope that nifty things could indeed thrive around the Beltway despite the climate of pervasive political bullshit.

My good friend once said that that eating is one of the only reliably enjoyable things in this world. I often thought that finding happiness in DC was like searching for a needle in a haystack. Until I read your posts and thought of you as the metaphorical pitchfork that plowed through all that hay stuck together with politician poo and then sat down for some yummy spaghetti at the end of the day.

Love,

Jane Torpedo