health card

I decided it was time to put all my giclée print entries in one category. Which for the same money shows you my aging process. I did sell a couple more Grunbergs, but I skipped those on the blog. So sadly, these are basically it. I should advertise my little printing business more widely. I sell them for only 100 euro's, and they are really pretty! Numbered up to 20, very unique. Anything from my portfolio. Which desperately needs updating, I have tons of new stuff to go in there. Sigh. (DONE!) Anyway. I have a hope-for-humanity anecdote. That really happened to us last night. There was a deck party at Autodesk, and we had a lot of fun, Michiel's colleague Jeremy shot an incredible picture of me, I'll show it as soon as he emails it to me. But my anecdote isn't about that. Whenever there are parties at Autodesk, the company kindly hands out taxi slips to get home safely. Which we did, not even very late. This morning at breakfast, Piffin -who got home two o'clock in the morning from her night out- told us she had found Michiel's health (insurance - extremely important artefact) card sticking out of our letter box. WTF! Michiel stormed out of the kitchen to get his wallet. Shit, it's true, no health card. It must have fell out when he tipped the cab driver. (The slip payed for the ride) And then the cab driver found the card, remembered our address, and actually drove back and returned the health card. Isn't that wonderful.