morning

Yesterday, when I arrived at MOMA, I found Yoshi waiting in the midst of a huge throng. He was leaning against a column. We took the escalator up to the next floor to see the Barnett Newman obelisk.

"I wish I knew what blood type you were," he said.
"Why?"
"I think you are type B."
"Why is that?"
"Type B is the most unusual."

Next time I see my doctor I will ask.