“Do you want to live forever?”
Dude on the street holding open a notebook full of scribblings and charts, “Do you want to live forever?” “No.” Dude, as he storms off, “Man, another one lost. That was why… Continue reading
Dude on the street holding open a notebook full of scribblings and charts, “Do you want to live forever?” “No.” Dude, as he storms off, “Man, another one lost. That was why… Continue reading →
Russ, in his World War II Veterans ball cap and short sleeved plaid shirt tucked into his jeans, will be 89 next week. He was sitting in the massage chair next to mine.… Continue reading →
Rotund man in his mid-40s, whining loudly on his cell phone a couple aisles away, “You are always bucking at me. Always bucking at me. Just bucking and kicking and bucking and kicking.… Continue reading →