Which fair was that?

Take the address labels and run.

Someone should paint her coming into work like that.

The consolations of commerce...

(They show old Italian movies in the corner.)

I adore that day

The rise of "inconvenience."

Winter hats with words knitted into them.

We thought he was a radio.

Did I tell you you're my new God?

Not Current

Fortified by my vivid ignorance of history.

Bottle Beautiful

Get my fry on-

(I'll miss that construction.)

Bands:
The Hers
Convenient Fiction

In the Snow

Her unexpectedly besocked foot

Left me, unexpectedly, besocked

Is this getting old?

And slow?

A trip to Texas or Paris might fix it.

I'm not serious.

That's the problem.

Or the answer.

A mind for malls

What was that firework-looking thing?

I didn't come this far to miss out on my free holiday gift.

Every fact is after the fact.

None of us know nothing

(I'd like to Hans his Zimmer.)

(I can't believe we're the same age.)

Certificate of Inauthenticity

Forgotten psychedelic 60's band:
Timothy Nimrod and the Plastic Orgasms

(I'd like to be held momentarily by his dispatcher.)

Seems good to me

Band: The Epitaffs

Triumphant beer holds

I like flip books,
but I wish they were longer.

Fake slaps

Crime Novelist Convention

That ear, peaking through that curtain of hair.

Ideas as furniture

Has it been that long?

(I'd like to plot against her America.)

A permanent record

(At least until somebody unplugs the internet.)

We sat at this table last time

Your jacket flounces nicely.

Now and Later wrappers were the best for that.

You and your frivolous now.

Those jeans might be counterfeit, but the ass is genuine certified.

I'd like to polish your bannister.

(These napkins look like sailboats.)

How Awesome Would That Be

Dance fantasies while mowing the lawn.

The movie where they end up on the beach.

She's so bundletastic!


A great writer, but none of his books are any good.

The Concerns

I'd like to flood his market.

Iron Man Hugathon

The drama of the South Ferry subway platform.

How about passionless peach?

Johnny Grotto

Please allow him to introduce himself.

A ballpark historian.

A relentless self-demoter.

Panel 1

Makes me want to cozy up in a cabin.

Or at least a cabin-themed tavern.

Jungle pouch

Book: 1001 Hair Compliments

"I'm not complaining," I complained.

I'd like to funnel his profits.

Still not enough.

The last of the big mowers.

Gutted superclubs

Where did all those chanting monks go?

This temperature makes me miss America,
Driving through space and all that.

Band: The Struggles

Pointing in directions

"I guess this is what I wanted."
(First line for award acceptance speech.)