free rides

And in the middle of my life drawing class auntie Michelle calls, do we want some left over theatre tickets. Why yes, what do you think. I completely forgot which theatre and which performance, but who cares. We love free tickets. I will write a review on this mystery show, promise. And on the way back from my life drawing class a homeless guy kept harassing the streetcar driver. It was a very large streetcar driver, or how am I supposed to put that, obese. The homeless guy was treating him as if he was some fat boy in elementary school. How much do you weigh. You need to lose weight. What does your wife say. I am 64 and I am 140 pounds. I am older than you and thinner. I can walk longer distances than you. He went on and on and on. I totally expected the streetcar driver to lose his nerve, but he didn't. I often notice this eternal patience streetcar drivers have with homeless people, or freaky people in general. Letting them on for free and everything. Do they get special training for that? I have to ask my neighbour Terry that, he is a streetcar driver. He may even know the obese driver, he works on the same line.

I just noticed I forgot to draw her right foot, how strange.