We seem to have developed a Friday night tradition of going to Zeek's Pizza for a slice of pizza and a cold brew --- though none for me these days. I don't like to eat. But I sure like the pizza dough they bring me to throw around.
Anyway, this last Friday, I saw a pirate walk in the door and he then sat down at a table of rowdy schoolboys directly behind us. I couldn't stop staring at his crazy hair and eye-patch. Who was this amazing person?
After we left, my mother explained to my dad and I that it was actually a world-famous artist, Dale Chihuly. I can't wait until next week. Maybe he'll return!
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