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.

2 comments:

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.