It was bad all around. I blasted Teenage Head. Spotify wasn’t enough. I put on a little Neil Young music, my feet deeper in the sand. But I wasn’t comfortable with Mario Juan Valez radio, so I let him go. He’s working with wood and doing carpentry somewhere in the United States. Ottis is doing swell.
Ottis O’Toole’s overtime went underappreciated and unrecognized. Oh well.
THE STONED THEORY OF MY OWN DESTRUCTION is available on Amazon. Author and editor, writing adventure in literary fiction, crime, the strangest creative nonfiction, mystery, contemporary picaresque, comic thrillers, fantasy, and new adult fiction. Currently retired from writing novels, poetry, short stories and blogs.
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