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Anyway, I’m looking across the room from under my ten dollar straw hat and I see the source of the odor: a potato chip bag with a hole through the bottom. I grab my hat and hoot at the waiter to get that sorry ass bag out of my sight, and he obliges immediately. It’s … Continue reading Proportionately
Scratching my eye usually brings a tear, but not today for some reason. Perhaps I was meant to see something important during that second of undisturbed vision. I remember seeing some curtains. Curtains? Curtains mean absolutely nothing!
You ate a burrito with my name on it in magic marker just to spite me? That’s really using your noggin. For all we know, you could have cancerous cells growing in your esophagus as we speak, burrowing themselves into the healthy tissue and setting up a lengthy picnic that could possibly migrate to the … Continue reading Chronicles of You – #5