Archive for July, 2005
Honey, Please
Today I saw a woman proudly sporting a pair of shorts that someone with that much cellulite should NEVER feel comfortable wearing in public. I was in the Griffon Pub on Vendue Range, my regular stopping point after doing my laundry. It’s become my habit to finish my laundry by 1 PM and head over [...]
Read More..>>Laundry Day
On Saturdays I do laundry. Not every week, but mostly every other week. I do my laundry at the College Laundromat on Calhoun Street. I love this laundromat. It’s clean and has a dozen high-powered fans in it that make it at least cooler than it is outside on any given day. I try to [...]
Read More..>>Heat, Heat, Go Away
And DON’T come back another day. No, seriously, don’t. Because you’ve done what you set out to do: you drove my friend Tiny away. You did it. She’s gone. Couldn’t take it anymore. She left because it was TOO DAMN HOT in this city to do even ANY sightseeing. After two nights in a row [...]
Read More..>>Driving at Night
I apparently still can’t drive at night. I mean, in the dark. Like, with the lights on. My friend Tiny is visiting right now and I’m playing tour guide, so I’ve been driving her around the neighborhoods and the peninsula in general, but I have never driven at night, so I keep trying to get [...]
Read More..>>Conversations with Kitty Face
Tuesday, 7:00 PM Kitty Face: What? You’re just getting home now?Erin: Sorry, yeah. What? You’re not gonna give me the belly flash?Kitty Face: You’re late.Erin: Yeah. I know. Sorry. But still…Kitty Face: No belly. Let it go.Erin: I’ll feed you.Kitty Face: Perhaps then you will get the belly flash.Erin: Are you going to follow me?Kitty [...]
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