Monday, September 01, 2003
Boyz on the Hood
There is rice on the hood of our car. 10 or 20 Goya flavored grains freckle our faded red Toyota.
We wisely parked the car in front of the building last night, and the "da boyz" out front made it their home base. In between selling drugs and beating a parking meter senseless, they had a nice meal of rice and beans while sitting on our car at 2:00 am. How come these little scenes don't make it into a Woody Allen Film?
There is rice on the hood of our car. 10 or 20 Goya flavored grains freckle our faded red Toyota.
We wisely parked the car in front of the building last night, and the "da boyz" out front made it their home base. In between selling drugs and beating a parking meter senseless, they had a nice meal of rice and beans while sitting on our car at 2:00 am. How come these little scenes don't make it into a Woody Allen Film?
