I was at Cafe Mundi, meeting a friend for poetry (as opposed to coffee - who says you can't live off poems?) and I went up to Doug and asked him for a word.
"Just a minute, I'm thinking." he insisted as he turned and ordered his beer.
When he was ready, he wrote "inquisitive" on my arm. He said it was the first word that came to mind.
Doug July 31, 2007
Tuesday, July 31, 2007
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