Thursday, November 6, 2008

"One hundred one, one hundred two, one hun........"


Martha called me from the Chicago Airport two nights ago and she described to me a man she saw passing through security who had his carry on checked only to find it contained six bottles of cheap cologne and two dozen naked Barbie dolls. I imagined him reaching his destination, checking into a seedy hotel, and quietly combing his doll's hair in the bathroom mirror...

2 comments:

Eve said...

Please tell me this made you think of me...

Lindsay said...

My god.