I used to have this friend Leroy who would offer to fix your television or telephone, any electronic device really, and once you handed it over to him he’d take it apart – completely. Then he’d build a grave for … Continue reading →
I walk through my neighborhood every day, all year long. I never see anyone outside except other dog walkers and very occasionally some African kids who live nearby. It’s like a ghost town. Nearly everyone has a nice big yard with a porch or a deck but they’re never on it.
If I ever have a deck someone will have to be there to drag me in out of the rain occasionally.