Yesterday I was walking through downtown Providence, making my way towards the mall by way of the convention center (which is a slightly sketchy area I've decided), when some weirdo gets out of his parked car and says "Excuse me, Miss, do you have change for a quarter?" G said, "Did you tell him that a dime bag doesn't really cost a dime?" Haa!


Even small cities do not spare you from the insanity of urban living!