Joe American: Look at how few of the stations are open. Great job, Obama.i looked up from Post Office, imagined a sarcastic response:
Jane American: [chuckling] Oh, you.
Right, because every minor inconvenience is Obama's personal wrong-doing. If McCain and Palin had won the presidency, all these foreign nationals would be shot as soon as they stepped on US soil, so at least we'd have those stations at our disposal as well...but fantasy!Icarus is braver than I shall ever be (cf the post before this).
but lines, man, hanging out with raised emotions (even though those emotions be low-level anxiety and disgruntlement flavored with a light salting of despair) with the same select group of people results in a bizarre and artificial emotion of camaraderie, particularly when this is a line, many of whose denizens feel it is perfectly acceptable to air one's dirty laundry at higher-than-normal-speaking-volume. we might almost have been friends, once.
Wif laughed when I told her about my Bukowski-tinged dreams. She said, "You let yourself be too strongly affected by the literature you're reading."
She raised her hands to the sea and sky and said, "This is P'mouth! You're back!"
She pointed her hand at me and said, "It's you, in P'mouth!"
and then i drove back home.