Spitball Army

Do you remember how large the patch was on my arm where I couldn’t feel the point of a pin? Well, it isn’t quite 1/3 as big now.

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Do you remember my telling you about him? He was in the next fox-hole to me when he was hit.

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At midnight Mayor O’Dwyer shut down the stores, factories, places of entertainment including bars, night clubs, and shows, and part of the subways. All because of the tug boat strike.

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Guess what —— I got a letter this morning from my Sweetheart. It was written Friday night and she still loves me. She better — because I love her.

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Interested? E-mail me at spitballarmy (at) aol (dot) com with a fair, reasonable offer on any combination of titles, or any questions you may have about the items’ specific condition.

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I found something when I opened up my lunch. Right in the middle of the box was a twenty dollar bill and a quarter. I wonder how they got there.

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In an attempt to pare the information down, I started deleting entries from my Facebook page, and here are a few of the choice items that I found posted there.

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The coming storm whips a plastic bag past me, dancing. “Seen that movie?” I ask her. “Yeah, American Pie!” My inner Ebert cringes.

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This is certainly not my parents’ Rolling Stone.

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from The Big Lebowski  (1998)

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