Friday, June 27, 2008
Our Establishment Is Clean
I Eat Here All the Time
Our establishment is clean, the waiter
says to my friend Hank. You will find
no bugs. Hank looks up from his menu,
setting his magnifying glass aside and rolls
his mostly blind eyes at me, as if to say, not
this shit again. I know, Hank tells him, I eat
here all the time. I remember in high school when
our French teacher taunted him during class.
Can you spot land with that eye-glass, Pop-Eye?
she’d ask almost every day. The next year
her husband dove into a pool and came back
up to the surface paralyzed from the neck down.
When he saw her wheel him around campus,
he’d take out his eyeglass and watch, saying
I think I can see land, Michelle, I think I see land.
Michelle's Spell of the Day
"I know a man who gave up smoking, drinking, sex, and rich food. He was healthy right up to the day he killed himself." Johnny Carson
Drinking coffee table book suggestion: Edie Factory Girl Nat Finkelstein
Benedictions and Maledictions
Happy Friday! Thanks for all the lively comments of the past couple of days!