Beware the vagaries of fortune. Last night I owned two large pepperoni pizzas; tonight I have not a scrap of food to my name.

I am starting a new tradition to recognize my benefactors; I will post a picture of anyone who donates a substantial portion of food to me. (I’m sorry, but I cannot retroactively recognize past generosity. Otherwise, my bandwidth would be used up by photos of John Barnett.) The first food philanthropist is my sister, Emi. When I was an hungered, she gave me wherewithal to eat.

Emilia Mullen