Oh Lord, and when I waitressed too….the B. and I were just sharing (literally) painful reminscences about that the other night–those first days of waiting, when you’re carrying 35-pound trays of food and dishes and thus increasing your body’s total weight, and your feet haven’t adjusted to the sudden weight gain yet….ow. Ow ow ow ow ow.
I was a terrible waitress and so I started to write songs.
The difference between the almost right word and the right word is really a large matter -- it's the difference between the lightning bug and the lightning.
Hell yeah! (Anyway I did as a Zen student, regularly….)
Oh Lord, and when I waitressed too….the B. and I were just sharing (literally) painful reminscences about that the other night–those first days of waiting, when you’re carrying 35-pound trays of food and dishes and thus increasing your body’s total weight, and your feet haven’t adjusted to the sudden weight gain yet….ow. Ow ow ow ow ow.
I was a terrible waitress and so I started to write songs.