He got out the snakes and it started right up.
I signed the papers and he drove off and I drove off... Then I decided to drop the car off at the corner garage.
We know you.
You been coming here for years," said the manager.
Good," I said, then smiled, "so don't screw me." He just looked at me.
Give us 45 minutes." "All right." "You need a ride?" "Sure." He pointed.
He'll take you." Nice boy standing there.
We walked to his car.
I gave him the directions.
We drove up the hill.
You still making movies?" he asked me.
I was a celebrity, you see.
No," I said, "fuck Hollywood." He didn't understand that.
Stop here," I said.
Oh, that's a big house." "I just work there," I said.
It was true.
I got out.
Gave him 2 dollars.
He prostested but took them.
I walked up the driveway.
The cats were sprawled about, pooped.
In my next life I want to be a cat.
To sleep 20 hours a day and wait to be fed.
To sit around licking my ass.
Humans are too miserable and angry and single- minded.
