taste
March 6, 2007
Over the course of one priceless glass of water, I was pleased to have a conversation with this guy before I left town. I nearly swam in that cup of water – always pretending to be busy sipping because I have nothing to say.
Speaking of ‘nothing to say’, I have absolutely nothing good to say about this:
…Especially since it’s the first goddamn thing I see along one of my favorite stretches of U.S. highway, ol’ Route 90. I notice they don’t offer those sickeningly unsanitary coffee/cocoa/chicken soup vending machines at the rest stops anymore. Too bad. I guess the ‘tastes’ of Louisiana changed while I wasn’t paying attention.
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