"How are your trees, Grandpa?"
"I've been getting a lot of fruit this year."
One of the coolest things about my Grandpa's place in Florida is all the variety of fruit trees in the immediate vicinity. Happy belated 78th birthday, Grandpa!
My friend John describes a recent evening:
"So we walked to the lake shore, to the breakers off of the beach, and the moon was huge and red and we were sitting there and it was the perfect romantic night. Until we saw a big rat coming down the breaker toward us. What the hell is a rat doing there anyway? So yeah, the moment was kinda ruined."
"My daughter calls me. 'Dad, I need some poster board.' How long have you needed this? 'Well, I thought I had a piece, and I thought my sister had a piece, but she didn't, and the only poster board we have is messed up...' Yeah, but how long have you known that you need it? 'A week.' And when do you need it for? 'Tomorrow.' Of course. So now I'm sitting in the Wal-mart parking lot, with zero cash, and I can't remember the PIN number of my debit card."
From a conversation with my uncle Lee. Who also related the demise of my old car, a '94 Geo Prizm, which clocked in at 188,000 miles before imploding.
Meanwhile, the jinx is in, and B and I are on indefinite hiatus. Who didn't see that coming?
2 comments:
Oh no! This must have been what the drama detector entry was all about... Drag.
188K for a Geo Prizm ain't bad. Too bad it doesn't come CLOSE to my Honda Accord, which is still cranking at 220K.
Let's hope the jinx isn't in about that.
Drag indeed, I am a magnet for "someone like you, just not you, or not right now." There's a research project in there somewhere.
I bow down to the Honda. The Prizm could have been fixed, but it would have cost 2K, three times what I took from my uncle for it in the first place.
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