Brunch is an interesting meeting/eating time. I feel the word, brunch, should be defined to when someone has been asked what time they would like to meet, but have no clue and say fuck it. So the next time you hear the phrase, Fuck it--just simply reply, Brunch it is.
Today I met with Dan, a very inventive story teller, for brunch, go figure. He had sent me a one-sheet to a story he had come up with. I was interested and wanted to hear more. The restaurant was new and very tasty. After we ate, Dan started telling more about his great time travelling sci-fi story. While he was talking, I was scribbling on my napkin. I think my scribbling was starting to get to Dan. He put his hands on the table and said my name. I looked at him and held up the napkin. His eyes got big. He smiled and said that's it. I looked at the time machine I had just scribbled, If it was only that easy.
Hank E.
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