
we went to ali's karaoke bar, but it was to late to sing.... next time we will get there earlier to dominate the mike!

our new mates- the flers police force
On our way back from kararke we were stopped by the police- who addressed us by asking if we were the ones making all of the noise- we explained that we were on our way back from the bar- and they detected an accent and Jerome asserted that we were two artists in residence from NYC- (hardly from NYC) but to keep things simple and impressive we went along with it....
they pulled over to park their huge police truck- in order to engage in more dialogue- which eventually led to us giving them a tour of 2angles and our entire studio in the middle of the night- it was funny, and seemed so wacky- until they returned an hour or so later (thinking that maybe if they shone their flashlight under our gate and waved their hands that they would attract our attention- they did- (we quickly turned off our bedroom light and layed low until they gave up and went away) the moral of the story is never get too friendly with police men who are on night duty in a small town.... comme Flers-