Wednesday, January 16, 2008

Dr. Boss, Mystery Machine

1. I have been told to file a stack of business cards using any method other than the alphabet. Though all of the cards are white, I organize them by color, using subtleties in paper grade as my guiding principle. When I am finished, I realize that the assignment was meant as a distraction from the pain of my sinus congestion, and I think how smart my doctor is.

2. Chad and I stop at a Mystery Machine, a vending machine with no window display, to get some snacks. We put our money in and select various color/number combinations in hopes of getting Dr. Pepper (him) and cheese balls (me). Chad gets a Mountain Dew and whatever I get is trapped, lodged in the machine just out of my reach.