“Thanks a lot for throwing me under the bus,” he said briskly.
His pale blue eyes flashed with anger before he looked away from her clear brown eyes staring back at him. 748 more words
One night in Paris, a tourist dropped into a sidewalk cafe late one night and, after a couple of drinks, realized he was the last person in the bar except for a chap sleeping at one of the tables. 63 more words
The tapes just went up from last Wednesday’s Bushwick Book Club! I played a new song called “Chaplin Had Gagmen”.
I love the Bushwick Book Club… 417 more words
Reports from a Restless Mind
This long weekend, I took a trip to Ooty with the family. I intended to use this time to just do nothing and to catch up on some light reading. 486 more words
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