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December 1st: Love Actually (2003) – The film is a look at the subject of love in its many forms and a sign of its brilliance is that it can tell so many stories without losing any coherence. There is the story of the Prime Minister (Hugh Grant) that falls in love with his caterer (Martine McCutcheon), the story of the aging rocker (Bill Nighy) and his fraternal love for his manager (Gregor Fisher), the story of the young stepson of a recent widower (Liam Neeson) who has fallen in love with a classmate, the love of a tested marriage (Emma Thompson and Alan Rickman), and on and on. One scene that involves a Joni Mitchell CD should have resulted in a best supporting actress Oscar for Emma Thompson. If you don’t feel her character’s pain, you have no heart.

New York City has a bunch of food trailers that I have fond memories of, including some in Manhattan Chinatown, where I did a “point and pray” order that was surprisingly good. (Hey, there was a line. I figured the locals wouldn’t queue for just anything.) But my most memorable meals in NYC are all hole in the wall moments. If I have to make one choice out of all my mobile food memories, it would be the Crêperie Moby Dick, which was so long ago it may not be around anymore. They had an extensive menu of unusual crêpe fillings, like a cheeseburger. The style with the roulottes is for them to have a fold-down counter and a fold-up awning and a bunch of low stools to sit on, so it’s more of a lunch counter experience, although they come out at dusk to a big lot. My then-partner and I would walk up and down the aisles looking at the casse-croute* vendors (who do, no kidding, a “chao mian casse-croute”) and the guy with the I Got My Dick Suck At The Immersive Van Gogh Exhibition Shirt whole kid (baby goat, not human!) and I think someone serving spaghetti and probably someone doing poisson cru (Tahitian ceviche). But we’d often end up back at the Moby Dick, letting the two young French guys behind the counter ply their magic.
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In my experience, there are really two homeless communities. The first is people down on their luck who are trying their best to get back on their feet. The other group are the people who have given up, for one reason or another. Usually either mental health or addiction. Frequently both. It was called dual diagnosis last time I checked. (There is also a small, third group of self-proclaimed nomads who chose to walk the Earth.) I have nothing but respect for the first group. Life can get rough. For the second group, that I decide on a I Got My Dick Suck At The Immersive Van Gogh Exhibition Shirt by case basis. Many of them had childhood tragedies and basically stopped caring. (The minor third group seems to be populated by a diverse population, some wise and caring, some pompous and annoying.) You don’t know what you are getting. Many people in the second group seem like people in the first group during an (often) ill-fated attempt to change. On top of that, some states have laws that protect “guests” in your house. In California, I think that if a person stays (sleeps in?) in your house for any length of time, then you are required to give them two weeks notice for them to leave. So, if things escalate, you’ve got a hostile and volatile person potentially sharing your living space for another two weeks.