Friday, February 23, 2007
An Evening
It was a time of great sorrow that was expressed in pants. Dark pants with open seams, red pants that wanted to just lay there. We wore them and thought very little. Maybe an occasional wince at a stuck zipper, but we had the world to contend with, which as far as we could tell was exploding so slowly people forgot to cover their ears.
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"but we had the world to contend with, which as far as we could tell was exploding so slowly people forgot to cover their ears." Great line! Seems to be true too.
Thanks. I hope it's the line that makes me a household name. But hope is blind.
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