View from the Canyon
1) A bone of some sort. Maybe a chicken bone.
2) Someone’s underpants.
3) I guess those are my underpants, actually.
4) Lots and lots of sand.
5) Broken glass from where I threw a beer bottle through the passenger-side window.
6) A rat. Or a kitten. It’s hard to see through these glasses, because they’re smeared with some kind of grease, and whatever it is that’s in here won’t sit still.
7) My pants. Wait, those must be your pants. I’m still wearing pants, apparently.
8) A napkin with questions for my lawyer written on it.
9) A loaded .45
10) Another loaded .45
11) A machete.
12) A map of Guatemala City.
13) Seven home-made wooden boxes containing the ashes of various animals.
14) A pineapple.
15) A box of Red Cow cheese wedges.
16) Packets of mayonnaise.
17) Something sludgy and black that may at one time have been a banana peel.
18) Mail. Lots of mail.
19) The body of Buddy Hackett. Or maybe he’s still alive. Wait a minute, IS that Buddy Hackett? Nope.
The automobile will prove our undoing. But they’re handy for storing things.
Saturday, January 13, 2007
Things Currently on the Floor of My Car
