Limey
As I sat on the park bench in my Chuck Taylors and Buddy Holly glasses, cup of coffee in one hand, cigarette hanging from my mouth and a battered copy of "On the Road" on my knees, I felt I was trying way too hard.
As I sat on the park bench in my Chuck Taylors and Buddy Holly glasses, cup of coffee in one hand, cigarette hanging from my mouth and a battered copy of "On the Road" on my knees, I felt I was trying way too hard.
When I was reading Walden on a park bench, a homeless black man walked past and said "I used to read Thoreau".
I'm too old to read until 2 AM and still expect to be productive the next day.
I knew I was pronouncing "island" (is-land) wrong when I discovered the word "isle" in third grade.