pie.
Saturday, July 26th, 2008tru
i was saving that pie for a special occasion,
which turned out to be the day
our fridge stopped working.
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i was saving that pie for a special occasion,
which turned out to be the day
our fridge stopped working.
-how do you plan to fix this issue?
-it’s actually quite simp– oh, right, i see what you’re saying.
strictly business
i saw tommy davidson at the grocery store.
he had short, gray hair
and reading glasses being supported,
just barely,
by the tip of his nose.
he kept repeating
“it was the big one, nigga”
into his cell phone.
again: “it was the big one, nigga.”
i wanted to let him know what a huge fan i was,
but i’m pretty sure his response
would’ve been
“what?”
fitzgerald, part 2
i’m discussing conspiracy theories
with my landscaping crew.
i tell them that the kennedy assassination
would never have happened under their watch,
that the grassy knoll would have been properly kept.
they don’t disagree.
instead, they ask me a question
about my time in vietnam
that i’m not ready to answer yet,
so i tell them to forget about it,
i was just thinking out loud,
and that they really need to get back to work.
debit
i dread
my credit card’s
expiration date.
i just saw fhotds gabgere lofds ofdserfdriv.
i just saw a hot ups driver.
i just saw a hot bus driver.
grief words
i had never been in an ikea bathroom before.
it was somewhat uneventful.
there were little pencils everywhere.