On Food
Processed beef, sesame seed bun, lettuce, diced onion, mystery sauce; deep fryer, red heat lamp, left out for hours at a time, crispy golden strips; halibut, cod, and drum mined mystery meat; safely cradled in a square cardboard box.
Beef, beans, sweet and spicy brown sauce, tortillas, forty-seven ways.
Square patties, bits scattered about the floor, thrown into the ten-gallon chili batch. Obesity rate?
On Love
What makes a princess? Is it her beauty, her woo, her fame, her fortune? What makes a prince? Is it his strength, his wit or lack there of, his rescue of his maiden? What is it that makes a princess tale? Is it the journey of the prince, the oppression of the damsel, the rescue from her lofted lodging?
And the princess paradigm exists. “Roy, you lazy prick, the car won’t start!” “I’m coming darling!”
