Ever notice how some hookers try to extort an extra $10K out of you by threatening to turn over to your CBS bosses naked photos of you handcuffed to an antique wooden rocking horse…?
October 2, 2004
October 2, 2004
Brautigan, Revisited – an American love story
Chapter 23: Night Clerk Chapter 1. Chapter 2. Chapter 3. Chapter 4. Chapter 5. Chapter 6. Chapter 7. Chapter 8. Chapter 9. Chapter 10. Chapter 11. Chapter 12. Chapter 13. Chapter 14. Chapter 15. Chapter 16. Chapter 17. Chapter 18. Chapter 19. Chapter 20. Chapter 21. Chapter 22. The night clerk at the Holiday Inn, “Buck,” was a short pudgy fellow with black hair and small, yellow teeth. He wore
October 2, 2004
Scenes from my driveway, continued x 38
Deadbeat neighbor: “Finally the sun comes out, eh?” Me: “Beg your pardon…?” Deadbeat neighbor: “I say finally the sun’s out today.” Me: “I don’t follow. I mean, the sun is out every day. Otherwise the earth would be an icy rock chip floating in the pitch black of space, and life as we know it couldn’t exist.” Deadbeat neighbor: “Oh.” Me: “Yeah.” Deadbeat neighbor: Me: Deadbeat neighbor: “…So. Any big
October 2, 2004
“Now the 5 day forecast for southern Oregon: boring, with a 75% chance of wet leaves…”
me: “Wait, how exactly did I get this reputation for talking to inanimate objects?” blog: me: “Hello…?” blog: “Oh, sorry, were you talking to me?”