PIKTURE PERFEKT AMERIKA
You Amerikans certainly enjoy having your piktures taken. I saw that movie with Robin Williams the other day. One of the his that you wouldn't immediately forget, or say you were funny some time back, but please shut up now. One Hour Photo. This Williams who wants you to forget he ever was a guy name Mork, this Williams kid does some bad things with one family and their photos. Or his character does. Very bad character. Do you Amerikans even know who you leave your stuff with? Do you know who you leave your children with? That Williams kid always kreeps me out.
Late afternoon coffee is on the house, but you will have to go up on the roof to get it. You can have whatever you like, but in the end how will you pay for what is free?
QUESTION: Has anyone, any business you trusted with your stuff ever gone all freaky deaky on you? Let me know. Because I kare.
Well, now. The left hemisphere of my brain just flipped over omelet-like onto the right hemisphere of my brain as I tried to imagine Franz and a jagged up Robin conversing.
Posted by: Grace Nearing | July 12, 2005 at 10:12 PM