Supermarket Sushi Standoff.

Never has so much craft been lavished on such paltry material.

I am not at Brown Butter. I should be. Maybe tomorrow. Tomorrow should be good. Today, I had to tussle with my opposite, the anti-King. Some people think he’s a chump. The mysteries of the human heart are unfathomable. Take it from a barstool anthropologist. He drives me nuts but I like him. It takes all kinds.

All of this said, I am glad that I am not at Brown Butter because Mrs. King popped in for a visit. Nothing makes me happier than seeing my favorite person in the world.

If I was writing for the internet, I would put a photo of us here. Jonnae is busy and I don’t trust anyone else here to take it. I told her it was no rush. Mrs. King will be here for awhile. She is talking to Sarah about the demographics in Austin, Texas compared to New Orleans, Louisiana. People who live in New Orleans talk about New Orleans all the time.

We do what we do because that is what we do.

Jonnae showed up.