Ricky came by while I was in bed. Probably around 1:45pm. I heard him, but chose to remain in bed and pretend to be asleep. I don't know why. I think he said he would be back, but I'll wander over to his house and see if I can catch him. It's a possibility, however remote, that Cisie may have given him the money for the portrait of Tammy, and he may have come for that reason.

Or he may have just come for a visit. We've seen more of each other in the past few weeks than I think we have in the past 10 months. Of course, he and Cisie may be breaking up, so he may be looking, in part, to the old days, and to an old fixture of better, happier, times. Moi.

Perhaps. Or maybe not.