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Theft by Finding - David Sedaris

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mind you.<br />

“We don’t even know each other,” I argued. “Besides, I’m here with a friend visiting from out of<br />

town.”<br />

“No problem,” he said. “I’ll do everything to him that I plan to do to you.”<br />

He wouldn’t unblock the door until I promised to take it up with John, who was standing out front<br />

waiting for me and who said, “What took you so long?” when I finally found him.<br />

February 11, 1991<br />

New York<br />

I took part in three Orchid Shows at P.S. 122. They were all sold out, and the audiences were kind<br />

and responsive. On Friday Andy from One Life to Live was in the audience. She plays Max Holden’s<br />

sister and gave me her autograph, which read, To <strong>David</strong>. You were wonderful. Please write for our<br />

show.<br />

I can’t believe it!<br />

A number of bookers for clubs were there, and the head of P.S. 122 invited me back. Then there<br />

were guys, most of whom were dandelions. That’s my name for men with short hair dyed yellow.<br />

They almost always have two pierced ears and wear leather jackets. The uniform makes them<br />

unappealing to me. That’s what’s good about Hugh. He’s his own person, lookswise.<br />

After last night’s event I came home and found $350 worth of traveler’s checks I’d never cashed. I<br />

was paid $100 per night for the shows, so if I budget, I can pay rent and last at least a short while<br />

longer.<br />

February 24, 1991<br />

New York<br />

Today the United States began its ground war in Kuwait. Saddam Hussein said the American<br />

troops would drown in their own blood, but they met no opposition and took five thousand prisoners.<br />

It’s strange to see the war from New York. I’ve noticed a surprising number of yellow ribbons and<br />

posters of American flags with the words THESE COLORS DON’T RUN printed beneath them. Then too<br />

you hear “No blood for oil” a lot.<br />

March 3, 1991<br />

New York<br />

I have to get these sculptures off to the Renaissance Society, and I asked Hugh over to take a look<br />

and advise me on finishes. He is very handsome, a hard worker, thoughtful. His dad was a diplomat<br />

so the family left Kentucky when Hugh was a kid and lived in Ethiopia and Somalia and the Congo.<br />

He lived in Paris for five years after graduating from college and is here now, painting.<br />

Hugh looked at the sculptures and said, “Just oil them.”

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