Dexter Doodle. Do. 10/08/08
I thought of Dexter's indulgent fountain pen today and, for a few moments, felt an undeniable familiarity with the notion of a being who is as much a figment of my imagination as I am of his.
Dexter is one of many ghosts who mist their way in to my line of sight now and again. These
Nothing fancy. Asiago-Parmesan with plain cream cheese.
Just as Elise had finished applying the cream cheese it struck me that a bit of turkey might make the bagel more of a lunch and less of a hippie impulse buy.
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