Pocket Lint
10.08.2001I was hoping that they might have some balls and hold a match, he who bled first ordered the drinks, but it seemed to be decided via telepathy.
Jen’s Wedding
10.01.2001The organist had already started the wedding march and the bridesmaids had commenced their trip down the aisle ahead of the bride by the time Wade decided to make his appearance through a side entrance with his date following closely behind.
Beach Front Property
09.24.2001Emily asked me not to mention anything about her being there but I knew that he was going to be going to the store after work and that if I didn’t say something she wouldn’t have anything to eat.
Scotch & Soda
09.17.2001We were playing for drinks but I didn’t have any money so he was going to end up paying for them whether he won or lost and we both knew it.
Five Bad Days
09.03.2001It had been a bad day at work, as was usual lately. It hadn’t actually been a bad day, but rather a series of them starting with Monday and ending with the day before.
Summer Barbeque
08.27.2001At eleven, when the grill was done cooking and people started to leave one by one in search of the next thing to do, the ritual hot tub was started up and people started to strip and jump in.
The Break Up
08.20.2001When I flipped the bolt and opened the door I could smell the alcohol on her from two feet away and she looked like a wreck.
The Mango-Man
08.13.2001I wouldn’t so much as say that he’s a bulldog when he wants something so much as one of those little yapper dogs that won’t shut up until you give in. That’s Mike.
Pub Quiz
08.06.2001My aunt used to rub her lucky rabbit’s foot while playing bingo, and though they refrained, I had an overwhelming sense that, were I so inclined, they might rub the lucky American’s head.
Forgotten People In Boston
07.30.2001Now, he sat stooped over on a gray seat in a C train heading north sitting next to a woman in her mauve dress suite who looked nonplused to be sharing a bench with him.