Sunday, April 10, 2005

Confessions from the aquarium

It is time that I, senor Monstro, set the record straight.

Though the laundery mat behind the place where I got my car smogged only costs $1.25 to do a load of laundery (as opposed to the $1.50 at the much farther away laundery mat by the video store), and though I consider myself a frugal person (bordering on cheap really), I do not do my laundery at the closer and more economic of the two laundery mats closest to my home because of my all powerful fear of running into the large agressive retarded lady who sometimes is there doing her laundery.

2 Comments:

Blogger The Drivler said...

We prefer to be called by the term, "differently abled."

3:48 PM  
Blogger Avram Hooknoobie, Grand Muck of All That is Writ said...

Notice we both prefer to respond to crazy laundry people, than your scholarly and most wise treatise on Stevens.

This is why poets have it so hard. Anything that you can spend so much time considering -- far more so than the original of that which is poetically rendered -- because of a multiplicity of meaning, scares most. It takes far longer to understand "Sunday Morning" than a Sunday morning.

2:29 PM  

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