
Here I am minding my own business with my friend Brenda when the first photographic attack is launched. (Photo by Craig Sanders)
There I was minding my own business when there was a commotion and camera flashes started going off in my face.
“Great!” I immediately thought to myself. “The paparazzi have tracked me down to my coffeehouse, my sanctuary! This is all I freakin’ need!”
OK, perhaps paparazzi never follow me around. I have no fame, no fortune, so why would paparazzi follow lil’ ol’ me around?
They wouldn’t.
As it turned out, the so-called commotion – which was not a commotion at all – was due to the arrival of former co-workers, Record reporter Jennifer Torres and Record photo editor Craig Sanders. They were in the coffeehouse to meet the subject of a feature story that Jennifer was writing.
So, while Jennifer chatted with the feature subject, Craig and I chatted and he snapped a couple of shots. And, of course, I mugged for the camera.
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Here I am launching my counter offensive. (Photo by Craig Sanders)

And here I am launching my last-ditch effort to fight back the paparazzi horde. (Photo by Craig Sanders)
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