Fame, not fortune

I learned one name on the evening news.

Surprisingly, pictures on milk cartons still happen. I recognized somebody and chuckled.

The stretch of I-90 west of Sioux Falls is interesting. It reminds me of movies with signs saying "last chance for gas!" but I guess the midwest figures fuck it, you'll figure it out. Lucky for me, that highway is a helluva place for pretty girls to have a flat.

Youtube has cold-case stuff on familiar faces. I know names from the driver's licenses stashed in my special place.

Sunday School lied. God ain't the only one who makes stars.