A Mischief Of Magpies

If the Sun were the size of a beach ball then Jupiter would be the size of a golf ball and a Mischief of Magpies would be as small as a pea.

Tuesday, January 24, 2006

Say no to scurvy



I was leaving the grocery store yesterday and I noticed a young couple playing one of those machines where the crane reaches down into the pit of furry animals and tries to snag one. Those machines that you pitch your quarters into in the endless stream of growing frustration. The couple looked like they could barely afford a pack of the generic cigarettes they were smoking. She was shaped like a pare and he was skinny like a lost puppy wearing a Michelin man jacket, both had circles around their eyes like they hadn't slept in days, their skin tone-said they needed to suck on some limes. The scurvy boy/man stroked his patchy goatee and pressed the button. I watched as the lights strobed and the crane dropped in and picked out the cutest teddy bear and dropped it neatly into the prize slot. As boy/man presented the gift we all smiled and the girl said as she hugged and kissed him; " That's the first time anyone has ever won something for me "


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