When we flipped the old couch to haul it out, it produced $425.25 in loose nickels, 11 socks, a Yanni CD and a lavender brassier
Give me my couch any old time – my spaceship to the moon.
They make me wistful, these photos, and I am not a wistful man.
All is good – love October, the pumpkins, the playoffs, the hints of cashmere in the trees.
One friend suggested pairing the carrot cupcakes with a nice inky Zin.
Enough about sex. Had some bad experiences myself – four kids – and a wife who wouldn’t forgive me, because I was never all that limber or generous.
The waves are white and snowy cold – they glow in the late sun like moonlit sheep.
My niece fit in well in Los Angeles, where the gold dust in the sunlight matched her mane.