Monday, July 25, 2005

 

Just for Mom.




Mom has this weird fear of crocodiles and alligators. Kind of like how I fear the gin bottle going empty on a Sunday. I find her fear strange, since these things are not wandering around DFW. But, whatever. So, I thought of her yesterday as the bus stopped on the way back to San Joshit so we could lean over this bridge and take pictures of these crocodiles. I imagined while standing there throwing Amarante over the side.

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i have 97 things to do today, but i just can't stop reading this! (especially since i am catching up) i agree with walt, you need to publish something...scripts, fiction...

i'm guessing all this will make the cieslak and griffin show appear in a whole new light???
 
You write so well, under difficult conditions it seems. I just got caught up. One of our relatives on Sandy's side loves your writing. She called you "a card".
 
Are you still with us? I hope so!
 
Holy Shit! I'm selling the bike shop and sinking all my money in the timber industry! WooHOOOOOOO!
 
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