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"Hi" from the coffee man

Coffee Mondays

051124_1419~01.jpg So here I am, working, slaving, burning both my midday and midnight oil on this collection of stories on a southern city full of good food, bare breasts and beads, and what do I get in my mailbox? Nothing short of fine art. I don't think it would be going too far to call this David's big "fuck you," spit in the face to Toshikawa Hiromi. And he's certainly blowing past overrated, self-absorbed Araki.

What's next for this guy? I don't know but thinking about it causes something deep and cold to stir inside my loins. I'm just thankful he's on our team.

Craig Mod >> November 23, 2005

Comments

Craig,

I sent you (and Bruce) that photo/text montage as a cry for help, not as blog fodder. It's lucky for you that I am looking very -- what's the word? -- "fly" in the picture.

David at November 24, 2005 01:40 AM

Gaah! My eyes! My eyes!

Scott at November 25, 2005 03:39 PM

I thought that was the photo for your application to the sex volunteer agency?

Craig Mod at November 25, 2005 09:59 PM

How many times do I have to tell you? The agency was shut down months ago, after the "don't worry ma'am, I'm a registered nurse" incident. I still can't believe they didn't deport me. Quick thinking (impromptu spoken-word "jazz" haiku to impress the immigration official in charge) and a million-dollar smile saved me.

David at November 26, 2005 04:30 PM