Death comes for us all (a melodramatic haiku of retirement)
Alas! this blog is
no longer where it is at.
Onwards! (Back to home.)



guts and garters

It's all fun and games until someone loses molecular cohesion.

Thursday, December 16, 2004

"I'm taking five," our mad and fabulous Canadian spruiker said, and skateboarded off.

Twenty minutes later, he skates back into the doorway.

"You're amazingly late," I don't say.

"I just saw a woman get hit by a cab," he does say. "I had to give a statement to the police. Sorry. I'll work an extra fifteen."

Welcome to sunny Melbourne.

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