George Pestana is a poet with a career in computer science and a penchant for penning thoughts (which he calls poems) and pinning them to his non-existent lapels (for, after 50 years, he still wears t-shirts). In his mind he owns a wishing well, into which he will sometimes toss a few of those poems, in the hope that roaming strangers will occasionally fish therefrom a tasty meal; and, in turn, toss a few coins into his wishing well, to wish him well. Such a friendly exchange, he believes, is food for thought.
George can be found by himself in Austin, Texas, sharing love with the neighborhood stray cats.