Date: Tue, 3 Oct 1995 06:09:09 -0700
Title: More Desert Heat

"Hi, Ray, what's goin' on?" We high-five, pat on the shoulders. Small talk.

"Howdy Boss, nut'n mutch goin' on here, man. Sellin' eggs, that's fur shure."
The Owl Buffet specializes in omeletts and has a clientele of bikers and
local desert rats who like spiced foods and beer.

"I see you're featuring one of Jake's creations, '3-Nation-
Heat,'"  An omelette made of garlic, swiss cheese, chinese mushrooms and
chile de Arbol (very hot). Only those with high heat tolerance venture a
taste.
"Yep, an it's HOT!  Want one? On the house, ha-ha-ha..."
"No, thanks. So, is anyone from the coast around here today?"
"The only other Calleeeforneean we've seen out here is that vainglorious
asshole Tod. He left a couple hours ago on his new hotshit Kawa-screamer.
Gol-damm I hate the sound of them things AND his braggin'!!"
*vain.glo.ry n (14c) 1: excessive or ostentatious pride esp.
in one's achievements 2: vain display or show: vanity.

"Oh, and yer ma should be here anytime now. She emailed me that she'd be
here t'day.  You lookin' for someone?"
"We're supposed to meet here, Bell and I. I guess I'll have a beer while
I wait.  Oh yeah, how's that lovely Classic running for you these days?"

Ray hesitates, looks around as if to see if anyone's listening, and
murmurs, "Stole. Someone stole it, right outta my bedroom... 2 weeks ago."


Have a great day (Tuesday is it?)!
later,
d.



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