Pompians,
I’m off all week. I may check in, I may not. I’m not even really sure there is internet where I’m going. I’m bringing my own food.
What I DO know is that I have some fresh apples and oranges, some cheese, a Graham Greene novel that I’m not going to read, a Playstation Portable, a mix tape of DJ Screw and A Charlie Brown Christmas, a model 21A Beretta pistol, and half-a twelve-pack of Lone Star in a bag cooler sitting in the trunk of my Honda.
I’m off to Marfa, Texas. Who knows what’s coming back with me. I hope it’s not a wife.
Until soon or whatever and whenever,
Gene