Three crates of Private Eye Lettuce, the name and drawing of a detective with magnifying glass on the sides of the crates of lettuce, form a great cross in man's imagination and his desire to name the objects of this world. I think I'll call this place Golgotha and have some salad for dinner.
Richard Brautigan - 1935-1984
The First Winter Snow
Oh, pretty girl, you have trapped yourself in the wrong body. Twenty extra pounds hang like a lumpy tapestry on your perfect mammal nature. Three months ago you were like a deer staring at the first winter snow. Now Aphrodite thumbs her nose at you and tells stories behind your back.