Tuesday, August 31, 2004
She always smiles. It seems like nothing can ever get her down.
The news on the phone throws all that away.
Monday, August 30, 2004
She keeps saying 'I'm sorry for interrupting' as she talks on and on. No one else says a word.
Who exactly is she interrupting?
Sunday, August 29, 2004
She sips her coffee with sugar and sadness. She looks at her watch just one more time.
She goes ahead and orders a small breakfast.
Friday, August 27, 2004
He comes fuming over to her desk, pointing at his watch. He yells. She yells back.
They laugh as he walks off.
Thursday, August 26, 2004
She stands there as her two kids crawl all over the wishing well. The girl keeps looking in to find wishes.
The boy makes a donation of milk from his bottle.
Wednesday, August 25, 2004
He exits the store carrying a small bag and a big smile.
He made a happy purchase.
Tuesday, August 24, 2004
He flexes his muscle car by zooming past. Oh look, he's made it to the red light first.
Monday, August 23, 2004
He swipes his card for the sixth unsuccessful time. One more time, he figures; this time with gusto! After the machine falls off its stand in pieces, the cashier tries to calm him with "it happens."
Red faced, he pays with cash.
Sunday, August 22, 2004
While the jazz band played on, the women in the back start their chant, "Go Grandma! Go Grandma! Go Grandma!"
Sure enough, Grandma was "gettin' down with it."
Saturday, August 21, 2004
He's angry at the driver in front of him, for going so slow. When that car pulls aside, he speeds up to be right behind the next car.
Now he's angry at that driver too.
Friday, August 20, 2004
The bee flies by their table. She's the only one who jumps up and runs off.
All the guys just stare.
Thursday, August 19, 2004
The spider web shimmers in the sunlight. It looks so much better than yesterday's attempt.
Practice makes perfect.
Wednesday, August 18, 2004
He parks his car with the handicap sticker into the closest spot. He gets out and runs into the gym.
I hope for his sake he never really needs that sticker.
Tuesday, August 17, 2004
He calls her over to gawk. She comes over and gawks. They giggle.
The woman who looks like a man sits in her office oblivious to them... or so it seems.
Monday, August 16, 2004
He lingers around her like her perfume. He's busy making jokes, making small talk... making googly eyes.
What he's not making is progress.
Sunday, August 15, 2004
She rollerblades with only the right blade on. Her daughter is wearing the left.
Never let half the funds get in the way of a whole lot of fun.
Saturday, August 14, 2004
He commands the sidewalk in all his muscle boundness. Surely the dog on the other end of that leash must be equally as large.
The cute puppy rounds the corner, almost as big as his bicep.
Friday, August 13, 2004
As night approaches, the clouds hug the mountains. They kiss and the clouds blush at sunset...
And hold each other into the darkness.
Thursday, August 12, 2004
She stands on the corner, talking a mile a minute with her friend. Their husbands stand in silence, just smiling and nodding at each other.
Now that says it all.
Wednesday, August 11, 2004
'Hi, how are you?'
'Okie Dokie' 'Fine. Thanks for asking' Who asked?
Tuesday, August 10, 2004
He doesn't realize that he's arguing with someone smarter. With every counterpoint, he changes his story.
Never let the facts get in the way of winning an argument.
Monday, August 09, 2004
As the meeting drones on, she takes her notes in pictograms... flowers, trees, butterflies.
She either understands her notes or doesn't understand the meeting.
Saturday, August 07, 2004
He makes pleasant small talk, until HER name comes up. Then he rolls his eyes and avoids the subject.
There's much more to this than meets the eye.
Friday, August 06, 2004
The flowers at her desk have passed their prime. The petals droop into lifeless streaks of orange, yellow and brown.
They kind of look like her overly dyed hair now.
Thursday, August 05, 2004
The parking attendant hands back only $1.50 change, after charging the maximum fee. He smiles revealing a mouth full of gold teeth.
I now know why.
Tuesday, August 03, 2004
He stands by his car struggling with a bunch of boxes. Each time he leans down to pick up another box, the car door swings closed.
The car either has a nasty streak or a sense of humor.
Monday, August 02, 2004
Two lanes merge into one around the construction area. Cars take turns filling the space; all except the little yellow Corvette. She has her own determined plans and isn't going to let manners or other cars get in her way.
Her level of 'generosity' is notable.
WANT A BETTER LIFE?