Archive for May, 2008

HNT #30

Thursday, May 29th, 2008

Can’t see London. Can’t see France. Bet you can’t see my underpants, either. Because I’m not wearing any. There’s nothing like banging around in an old pair of shorts now and then in the springtime. (Damn, I got some knobby knees.)

On The Border

Wednesday, May 28th, 2008

I know about painting of a certain type, but I don’t know much about art. I just know what I like. I like this painting. It’s by an artist named Jack Vettriano. I first became aware of him about a few years ago when I saw a painting of his called “Elegy For A Dead [...]

Friday Afternoon Just Off I-40

Monday, May 26th, 2008

Overheard in line at a gas station market: Young Woman with Meth Mouth: Hey there, darling! Old Woman with TB Cough: Hey, Girl! YWWMM: When’d you get out? OWWTBC: I been out since February. YWWMM: I just got out today. OWWTBC: Congratulations, honey… YWWMM: Had to get me a Slurpy. Ain’t had one in a [...]