Friday, April 06, 2007




I HAD TO RUN AN ERRAND AT WORK
I couldn’t resist going into the shoppe next door. To make it even better, two guys who work there almost came to blows out of that old workhorse issue respect. Somewhat surreal to hear these two guys talking shouting at each other like a couple of school-yard kids surrounded by plastic body parts.

“You fucking talk to me that way and I’m going to fucking talk to you that way!”