My Daily Day

Friday, March 30, 2007

She was sick. She had a sore throat and a runny nose, so they stayed in on a Friday night and watched the news, story after story of car accident, abduction, homicide, violent death, and he thought, where the hell did I move to?

Saturday, March 03, 2007

in a bar bathroom, in Seattle, he overheard two guys at the urinals. Very stylish, college age men, one with a baseball cap askew on his expertly toussled hair. Both drunk.

"Hey man. You reelin' in the puss tonight?"

"Oh yeah, man. How 'bout you?"

"Well, I haven't exactly sealed the deal . . . but I'm reelin' it in."

"Well, alright."