-Hello?
-Is Margaret there?
-I'm sorry, who's calling?
-This is Liz.
-Liz?
-Uh-huh.
-Ummmmm... she hasn't been here in like three years? Can I ask what this is about?
-This is Liz.
-Yes.
-...
-...
-So. Can I talk with Margaret? This is Liz.
-Liz.
-Yes.
-...
-...
-So, she hasn't lived here in like three years? And this is my cell phone?
-Right.
-I have to say I'm baffled by this conversation.
-Right.
-Goodbye, Liz.
-Right. Right.
[click]
[Silence]
Saturday, February 27, 2010
We Aren't French
Even though there are no Americans willing to write anything like The Psychoanalysis of Fire, we can understand that shit in translation.
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
More Possible Tarot Cards

The Totally Awesome Boots
The Trained Bear
The Slaughter House
Native Earth
Last Chance for Gas
What is Unprovable
The Abandoned Well
Rabbi Leonard Nimoy
The Ad Man
The Personal Best
The Non-Apology
A Familiar Snowflake
Fatigue
The Indelible Yen
The Man with a Theory
The False Memory
The Stutterer
The Distance Swimmer
Competence
Love as an Adjective
Lady Lazarus
The Map of Sand
Awakened by Touch
Smile Lines
Rye Whiskey
The Personal Shopper
The Mount of Olives
Who Would Notice?
The Doormat
Gotcher Nose
The Toe Ring
The Hep Cat
He Was Always Kind to Me
The Three-Legged Mutt
The Smell of Spring
The Ugly Poet
The Bullet Lodged Near the Heart
The Trivial Mistake
Say It!
Those Bastards
It Would Probably Be a Good Idea
The Charlatan
Calloused Hands
Ease
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