Wasn’t One of Our Ancestors a French Bishop Or Something?
Two of my second cousins are in town so my Grandma and Mom take us all out to a Monday noon lunch at the Pfister café. My cousin Courtney, lifelong Texas resident introduces us to her new husband, Michael who, to our collective delight is as Wisconsin as Green Bay where he was raised. Then […]
The Men Still Sit With Their Songbirds
Mauriah has asymmetrical green bangs, buy viagra but you can’t see them too well in the shady nighttime of Blu. She orders a moscow mule and tells me that she felt really safe when she lived in Taiwan. Sure, scooters and bicycles got stolen but even then the thieves were only borrowing, what was yours […]
Come Here You Big Lug
One suited man sees another suited man. “Come here you big lug.” Exclaims the other man, decease “What do you mean ‘a big lug?!’” The two of them proceed to do the manly anti-hug where they grab each other’s arms and smack each other on the back. The smack is so loud it echoes in […]
How Young Paul Got His Name
One day I plop down on the couch near a woman and her family because they look like they are having a riotous conversation and I want in. The woman is having tea with her former boss and her children. She cackles at my idea of him as the father of her children. “He’s actually […]
The Godfathers
The first time I ever went into the Pfister was when my godfathers (I have two) spontaneously invited me for a hamburger in the café. I didn’t know regular people from the local population could do that sort of thing, and I was nervous to be dining at an establishment I assumed (wrongly!) was designed […]
They Seem Very Busy
The woman does not want to be identified. The woman can make you an iced coffee. The woman frequently makes me an earl grey with a side of questions concerning Harry Potter. She first read Harry Potter as a high school student back in her homeland, viagra the third major island of the Philippines’ […]