Quickie Tonight

From out of nowhere comes flying out the window in the building next to me, a ladder. It crashes through through the glass sending shards of death flying five floors below. Anyone walking on the sidewalk would have filleted to death, but luckily for that death defying second the sidewalk had been empty. Within seconds, supervisors come flying out the building to access the damage or more accurately find out if there would be any lawsuits. That's the pessimist in me. They probably were concerned, but in this day and age we are a litigious society out for the fast and easy buck, or couple millions. The building is the Pfizer building.


Death is running rampant through my mouth right and the pain is burrowing straight to my brain unimpeded. This kind of pain makes you wish for death. A dentist will have to do, pronto, pronto....