June 17, 2005
I turned the corner from the oak room to find Manolo cleaning out the hall closet. He had all the board games out on the carpet. Stacked neatly on the axminster they looked more inviting to play somehow. Isn't that where board games are played afterall? I couldn't help but notice the faces on the boxes. They all seemed equally excited. Odd choice. If I were on a box top for a board game, say Operation, I would try for something else. Personally my instinct would be streetwise. Maybe even affable. To each their own I guess. By the way Diary, there is nothing sexier in the world than a woman who can catch a set of car keys thrown her way. No, I was not angry. Keep it real Diary.