Sunday, October 18, 2015

A Brief Morning Conversation




"What's that bar stool doing over there by your chair?"

"I don't know ... I'm not its keeper. It might have walked over there on its own. Or ... I might be using it to put my coffee on. Why?"

"You better not be standing on it ..."

I stretched out my arms in supplication, an "oh well" sort of gesture.

"... because that would not make me happy."

I stretched them out a wider.


"That's Life," I said.

.......... Ruprecht ( STOP )