In This Issue
Who would commission a wedding consultant who doesn’t believe in matrimony?
I used ten eggs for my experiment, and consequently had two eggs left over, which I left in the incubator. Just to see what would happen, you understand.
“You’re looking for Zacualco... yeah, just turn left at that big white head. It’s just a few kilometers down the road.”
I pushed my face against the window, leaving an outline in oils, pores, and dead skin. Who would want to stare across the prairie through that mask?
The implied meaning of the word “metrosexual”, when one just looks at it, would seem to be “one who is sexually attracted to urban areas.”
People are always trying to do something big but they forget that life is made up of the little things. The elevator at work told me that.
Putting the Garden Back in the City
I’m a bit of a tree nut myself. One of the best things I think we can do in Chicago and other cities is “reforest” them.
Dead Cat Sonnet #2 / I came across the body of the cat / Who once lived in a house that I know well.
Weed is one of the newest and most promising ideas in music file-sharing on the Internet.