Thursday, October 25, 2007

In real time

Annie's asleep now, but just before she closed her eyes, she improvised a story for me about a group of friends. There was a pickle named Rick, a kernel of corn named Steve, and an olive named Chevrolet.


CJGallegos said...

Well, so what happened then?

itzktb said...

Let's just say an Omega juicer was introduced, and the story came an abrupt end.