WalkaboutYesterday, I was walking around the local large urban center, and I chanced to pass a person talking loudly into a cell phone. They were not just being loud because of the traffic noise and such, but also because they were carefully holding the phone an even quater inch from their face. It was a clamshell type phone, but the ear piece part was a very thin piece of plastic, and it trembled gently next to the ear as they spoke.
Today, I am again downgraded to toast and clear liquids. I have a box of melba toast rounds before me, which has (how did that happen?) promotional pictures of Nadia Comaneci scattered on the back panel. Also: Nadia Comaneci (how did that happen?) is now older.
All content under copyright by the author. Dancing is permitted. The strange deltic glyphs in the sand under tidal flow are a pleasure to watch in their deepening. Offer not valid in Kansas. We put it down and then we lost it. It all happens in the corner of the eye. Commentary accepted at comment@goob.com, although the traps are agressive and the pointy bits simply drip with dark liquour. We have a dog, but we do not own it. Thank you.