It's 6PM, do you know where your second cousin once removed is? I know where mine is.
Yes, my grandfather's cousin's daughter, who I have met a total of one time (and my mother as well) is staying with us for a few days. Of course, I didn't recognize her. I couldn't even pick an Asian face I'd met two weeks before from a choir of twenty cherubic faces, did you really think I could remember a face from three years ago out of a billion?
I had Korean beef with Carol yesterday. And hot grass jelly that burnt my throat but warmed my heart. Best of all, however, we spotted a head. A statue head. In a random driveway in Chelmsford, in front of the inflatable snowman. We don't know anything about the family except that they live on a hill, but they've got the head of a Greek statue shrieking in pain and lying on the grass.
John Malkovich: When I was a child, we used to suck on pennies. You know what I'm saying? And it was a delight.
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