Double Flee A

my car started

I can't believe it. It actually did. Vroom, baby. Vroom. Aw, yeah. Trumpets, angels and nightingales combined could not have been more pleasing to my ear. It warms my innards to think of the noise even now. It's the exact opposite of the way I felt when I forgot to lock the bathroom door and someone caught me in mid-tribute to Onan at a Wal-Mart, many years ago.

Not only that, though. My pay phone showed up. It's a monster, weighing in at about forty-five, fifty pounds. If I installed it in the bathroom without bolting a plank to the wall first it would tear the whole wall out.

It's a good day.

posted by dale @ 8:17 PM