Internal Dialogue
"Good if you're buying gold, not so good if you're buying flour." I have my hands in it after all– flour; not gold.
"Good if you're buying gold, not so good if you're buying flour." I have my hands in it after all– flour; not gold.
There is no need to define truth. Analogy is sufficient, indeed it is best. Mathematical allegory brings math to the masses.
I don't know the word for pain-killer, but I think this is what he said. "Like Aspirin?" I verify. "Or Tylenol." He corrects me. "Whatever." I say. "I won't need it."
"Nutmeg." I repeat, perhaps a bit sheepishly. "That woman smelled like banana bread."
The University's Public relations department sends out a newsletter via e-mail, and it seems they have somehow put all of the addresses in a cc instead of a bcc. Now we all have a list of
I leave the apartment at five in the morning with a rolled up carpet over my shoulder. Throwing it into the trunk of the car, I drive to my office. There are not a lot of people around,