Tuesday, August 08, 2006

All in a Day's Work

The drama queen threw herself into the oil pit at the quick-change place. It was either that or marry some rich guy. The quick-change place was more convenient. Afterwards, she entered a restraining order against her boyfriend. Bottom line is: they were not good together.

Meanwhile, the baby of the migrant worker wet with pesticide has no arms or legs. No one knows what happened there.

My fingers claw through the remains.

2 comments:

david dodd lee said...

I just love this thing; it's like some crazy text that crawled out of the ductwork. That job of yours is the best possible job for a writer, I swear.

Charmi said...

Yes, and they pay me. I also learned this week it's not a good idea to drink 10 vodka & cranberry juices and then go home with someone you don't know (or can even identify later from a police photopack.) But now we have the miracle of DNA.