Good Friday
Hot and hazy. I look as bad as I feel. I wear sneakers, white sox, Levi button fly jeans at least a decade old, a Toledo Mudhens t-shirt stretched tight across my belly, and a Cubs baseball cap. My hair escapes in unruly tangles from my cap. Stubble covers my face.
Last night I swore to go on diet: one serving of pastry for breakfast, one serving of light and lean microwave cuisine in the evening, plus Budweiser beer, Makers Mark whiskey, and Coke Classic whenever I want. I took that oath last year too.
The Man. U. vs. Sunderland game is about to start. The announcer calls it David against Goliath. David had a much better chance than Sunderland.
The words from Elizabeth Bishop's Filling Station roll around my mind:
Somebody loves us all.
posted by Lynn @ 1:40 PM
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3 Comments:
I look as bad as I feel. I wear sneakers, white sox, Levi button fly jeans at least a decade old, a Toledo Mudhens t-shirt stretched tight across my belly, and a Cubs baseball cap. My hair escapes in unruly tangles from my cap. Stubble covers my face.
Add a cup of pencils, a "Will write for food" sign, and a good location and you might be on to a whole new career!
epm,
Thanks for the career counseling. I'm going for it!
I could be wrong. but you've never looked better.
Haywood
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