Wed 30 Jan 2008
Phil’s palms sweated as he continued to wait for laughter to come from the receiver.
Posted by Chris Griswold under Uncategorized
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69A, Oakland:
Middle-Aged Man on Cell Phone: Yeah, I’m on the bus.
—The moving welfare office. [Chuckles]
[Bus drives past Carnegie Mellon]
—Yeah, I’m going through the Schoolyard, headed for the West Bank. See, I call Oakland the Schoolyard, and I call Squirrel Hill the West Bank. [More chuckling]
