“I smell tamales.” I say to one of the Passers. “I think I’ll check it out.” “Bah.” One of the Passers says. “I hate tamales.” “Me, too.” The other one says. “Well, that means more for me.” I say. I was working in West Texas and the Shoot was having a fund raiser-they were selling …
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Wanderlust
“You drove this wreck here from Texas?” The Coordinator says as he looks at my ten year old pickup truck sitting in his California parking lot. “Yeah.” I say and give the hood a loving pat. “By way of Maine.” At the moment I am doing Directory Work and spending a lot less time in …
