Toppings
I make dinner. It's my specialty. Hot-dogs. "Lucy, get your ass to the god-loving table!" I summon. "I'm here, Daddy." she answers, sitting at the table. "What do you
I make dinner. It's my specialty. Hot-dogs. "Lucy, get your ass to the god-loving table!" I summon. "I'm here, Daddy." she answers, sitting at the table. "What do you
Benoit is visiting again. We go to find a beer. But it is before 5pm, and it seems there are none to be had. However, we do find some classic Korean signage: It intimidates us. We go back
We are at the student astronautics competition: 'Eternal challenge'. Lucy had just shot off her rocket, and we are walking past the stalls. There are wireless airplanes hanging on wires, there are robots, and there is
I go out for a run. As I come out of the apartment building I see a guy carrying a treadmill on his shoulders. It isn't a huge treadmill, but undeniably a treadmill. I have the
I'm walking down a back street, having dropped Lucy off at school. The street is full of kids coming the other way on their way to school. I'm trying to look tough in front
I don't care what the hippies say about a tomato being a fruit, it doesn't belong on a plate with grapes. Maybe if the church wants to regain its dwindling popularity, it should bring
I'm walking down the street, and everything smells of onion soup. I look, expecting to find a overturned bag of dehydrated onions, or perhaps a fellow dipping roast beef into his soup. The only thing I