"Now I’m riding the underground trolley back in forth in the Atlanta airport. In the most densely populated airport in America I’m the only one around, well except for night-shift workers, but they’re not on the train. I can imagine the kick that the federal security is having watching me walk around this airport like… Continue reading Part one,Ten pages of timeless red Notebook that could be recovered after a Storm
Day: August 28, 2012
For Crying Out Loud Society, Can You Please get your Shit Together. A Rant.
""Yeah, I’m a nice person, so I do. But still, like Rodney Dangerfield said, “no respect”; absolutely no respect for the Post-Post whatever modern writer. Take a bow, because now the news tells me a tornado is blowing in. Grreeaat! And so it goes." For Crying Out Loud Society, Can You Please get your Shit… Continue reading For Crying Out Loud Society, Can You Please get your Shit Together. A Rant.
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