It was a busy weekend: Friends over on Sunday, picking up miscellaneous items for the floor installation, job interview, and all the time watching the helicopter overhead. I’m going to have to cut this kilo of blog with an exercise from a writing class.

The assignment was to write ten questions that one would like to pose to a famous person, living or dead. I can never think of anyone except Einstein, and I’m sure all of those questions have been written already. Then I was lucky enough to bump into this little cutie while dining out.

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1. In America we usually drink beer while boating. What are you drinking and how does it affect your sailing abilities?

2. I see. May I buy you another Bellini?

3. Here you are. Enjoy! Just out of curiosity, may I ask if you have a boyfriend?

4. He is a lucky man. Where is he now?

5. Any minute, huh?

6. I understand. Just a couple more questions. What do you think of American men?

7. Goodness, forgive me. It must have been the sausage and peppers. I’ll take a mint. Is that better?

8. Good. I must say, even though you are just a piece of cardboard, I feel we have a special connection. That we are in the same page, so to speak. It’s getting late, shall we have one more Bellini?

9. The barkeep seems to think I’ve had enough. He wants to take you away from me. I love you Johnny Carino’s Italian Countryside Girl. When will I see you again?

10. Until tomorrow then, my little cannoli. “I can’t wait another day. Tell me. Quando? Quando? Quando?”

–Reading this now, I think it would be funnier if these were the questions I asked Einstein.

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