Sometimes, a Cigar is Just a Cigar

Dave also needed to go to the Museum of Contemporary Art today, to pick up a mobile for his kid. Like me, Dave is practical and strives to be as efficient as possible. He asked if I wanted to go with, and MaryAnn and I tagged along for the ride.

We went to the store, poked around (awesome stuff there), and debated going into the actual museum. We were all broke, and opted against it. Even though I had never been, I figure I can come back at a later time when I have money.

I did buy one thing. Charged it. Couldn’t help myself.