As I live and breathe

And then, after a $170 dinner for two, JRod and I were walking home slowly like a couple of bloated corpses floating downstream, who should I spot walking down Third Avenue, bedecked in the exact same pastel ensemble (yellow chucks, salmon trousers, aqua sweater, aqua glasses) he was wearing the night before, but the great Todd Solondz. We stopped to chat briefly. He was, again, unfailingly polite, and a little thrown off by seeing me twice in two days. I assured him I wasn't a stalker, and I'm pretty sure he believed me. Then I wrote 1000 words about his new movie. The end.

"what's that, the greatest story ever told?" -Johnny
"I live 'ere." -Louise