(2019, I think)
Went to Canters after the Paul Grant Afternoon Experience. Yes I know that’s the name of your next band. Had the Buck Benny sandwich because I’ve been listening to hours and hours of the Jack Benny Radio Program because I am retired and seem to be reliving someone else’s life. I couldn’t stop talking like Andy Devine and they asked me to stop bothering the customers. Fyl ate her club sandwich. Tourists walked by in crazy colored sneakers and rectangles carefully precut from prefaded jeans. Bare thigh in perfectly geometric spaces. I wondered about the little rectangles of cold as the evening grew chilly. Uber home.