Archive for September, 2015

Diner exchange/Why make stuff up?

“They don’t teach cursive writing anymore in school, can you believe that? I remember practicing circles and loops, over and over again, for hours. Now how the hell is anybody gonna have a signature?”

“There was plenty of time for doodling like that when you were in school Mary, because back then there was barely any history to be taught.”

“Very funny, because I know what mean is. My grandfather was mean.”

“Your grandfather?”

“So mean he shot his dog. Gramma was in the hospital for a few days, and gramp made biscuits.”

“Ah, and the dog got into the biscuits. Like that Darren McGavin movie where the dogs get the Christmas turkey.”

“No, he shot him because he wouldn’t eat the biscuits.”