trish and arun go to sliders
at first i thought the burgers were overpriced, but the taste made up for it. they weren't
sulit, though.
i'd invited her to a malate-sponsored poetry reading, in celebration of women's month. kimber and i were supposed to perform, but she backed out, then it was trish and i, but she backed out as well, so i read some
jeffrey mcdaniel instead. pb read
sharon olds.
following that, trish and i sat on
sabilano's carabaos and talked for a while. the burgers came after, then i joined malate for a beer and onion rings at the w bar and grill.
what a world, where suicide is more likely to happen than pesticide, and where a teaspoon of mayonnaise costs 10 bucks, but ketchup is free.
sige ingat.ΓΌ