Wednesday, February 15, 2017

That Old Chestnut

The guys who work in the shop downstairs are bringing all of Katie's boxes - boxes for her business, full of dozens of glass containers - into the foyer of the apartment building for me to carry upstairs. 

"What's this word, 'frog-isle?'" Mario says, feigning irritation.

"It's pronounced 'fra-JEEL-ay,'" I explain. "It means 'a prestigious award.'"
One year ago today: The Ravages of Time
Two years ago today: Dog Pee
Three years ago today: The Vagaries of Memory

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