Monthly Archives: August 2011
… “Hey, don’t blame me. It’s all you smug freaks down there in your fancy cars.”
… was just how appetizing they looked. Not in an eating sort of way. I just like the look of them.
They skate. They fall. They get up with a smile. They don’t do the Conga line. Perfection.
Few as artfully posed as these, but you can’t walk 20 minutes in this town without seeing a pile of bricks. They’re like weeds. I think they grow out of the cracks in the sidewalks.
My job is done. Time for a nap.
Some of these doorways open up to entire neighborhoods of winding, smaller alleyways.
It’s the cumin seeds that make the lamb kebobs taste so good.