Monday, May 09, 2016

On writing again

I was prompted to write again after listening to two young women talking in line for dinner this evening. One woman said to the other, “Did you listen to pastor Phillips’ sermon Sunday?” The other replied, “Yes.”

There was a moment of silence and a few giggles. One woman said to the other, “I’d really like to fuck him.” The other said, “Me too.”

A three-year old girl stood between them.

I thought to myself… I really need to tell this story.

Facts… Pastor Phillips is a fictitious name. The city was Rancho Cucamonga in California. The restaurant was (don’t hate) Chick-fil-a. I really wanted to take a photo, but did not do so because of the creep factor involved.

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No hating about Chic-fil-a. I don't eat there because of the ridiculous Christian Homophobia, but because the food is all deep fat fried shit. You must have been starving? Let's blame it on low blood sugar.
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I had been stuck in a meeting for 10 hours without nothing I could eat. Chic-fil-a was the closed restaurant. I was starving and the broiled nuggets are not bad.
Just nice to have you back old friend Can't wait until your next post. Pace yourself, and let it be fun again. Have you been keeping up with your photography, and Frisbee Golf of late?

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