I had to take this picture with my phone and not my real camera. The reason for this is because I wanted to carry my jaunty little cross-body purse in which I can only fit the bare minimum: phone, credit cards, cash, lip balm, keys and mints. Inevitably when I don't have my camera with me something photo worthy happens. On my way home tonight I first heard the horns of a dozen Domino's delivery motor scooters then I saw them buzz past me on the street. Weird, I thought. Then as I rounded the next corner I first heard hip-hop music then saw a dozen dancers dancing in front of a Pizza Hut that was having its grand opening. So apparently the Domino's guys were racing around the neighborhood in packs like Hell's Angels in hopes of dissuading anyone who might be tempted to give Pizza Hut a try. The dancing made it all seem West Side Story-ish. In true French fashion, there was also a dog sitting in the doorway of Pizza Hut as if he was giving his stamp of approval; he looked like a meat lover to me. And of course, no camera. Yes, I could have used the phone but trying to take pictures with it at night just doesn't cut it, so you'll just have to take my word for it. All of that really happened.