It's going down today

"Tomorrow, 5:15pm in the park."

My ex-roommate sent me that cryptic text message last night, apparently in reference to her giving me my pillow I left during my hasty departure from her apartment, along with the mail I've received over the past couple weeks. I'm going to the impromptu rendezvous with a couple of friends who have a car, so we'll be able to make a quick getaway if the situation sours. Maybe I'll try to take my camera and take a few spy photos... once my mail is safely in my possession, of course.

I'll continue the picture posting later tonight, along with a verdict on how the mail drop went, but to keep you satiated, here's a picture I took while having lunch at Nice's Atmosphere Cafe. I have no idea what this man is smoking, and neither did any of my lunch companions. I guessed, "a twig." Anyone have any other ideas?

P.S. You can click on the pictures to enlarge them! (:::nudge, nudge, Dad::::)