bitter is back

Somewhere in this world there exists a picture of me doing karaoke. You won't see that. (I don't have a copy of it, in any case.) There also exists a picture of me in front of Julia Child's kitchen at the Smithsonian four days before she died. You won't see that, either, because real pictures of me always make me cringe (not like those cartoon pictures that I put up here in an earlier post). However, the picture of me channeling Mrs. Child is the only picture of me in D.C.

It was a good trip. No, Bet, I did not throw a pencil at the president.