Archives for July 24, 2003

last night, just before 8, i hear a knocking at the front door. i'm thinking, well maybe it is carol, coming over to talk about daisy. maybe it is rob and deb, and they had the baby. maybe it is norm complaining about the fact i haven't brought my trash can up yet. hmm. nope. i look around the corner to see a slight black man, graying hair, pearing a off of my porch at the street. i call to the the new boy (over to watch big brother), who is sitting on the couch: "i don't know who it … [Read more...]