July 28, 2007

The other day, at about two in the afternoon, E.S. and I walked by a liquor store in our neighborhood and saw a woman helping a man out the door who was obviously three sheets to the wind. Then we had the following conversation:

E.S.: Would you stay with me if I became a falling-down drunk?
E.S.: What if I had a lot of money?
FAUSTUS: I would stay with you long enough to make sure you left everything to me in your will, and then I would push you in front of a subway. Everybody would think you had just fallen because you were drunk.
E.S.: I can’t argue with that logic.

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8 Responses to The other day, at about two in the afternoon, E

  1. Andy says:

    A few years ago I was crossing Greenwich at 8th Avenue where it forms that little triangle at the bottom of Chelsea, and there was a seriously drunk homeless man who toppled off the curb and fell into the street. He looked kind of scary, so I kept going. That image haunts me to this day. Everytime the parable of the Good Samaritan comes up, I shudder in recognition.

  2. Logan says:

    You wouldn’t happen to have anything against wire hangers, would you?

  3. Jeff says:

    And then you and E.S. had sex.

    Right there in front of the liquor store.

  4. I think Jeff nailed it.

  5. Eric says:

    Someone read “Zen and the Philosophy of Anna Nicole,” didn’t he?

  6. lee says:

    Ahhh, young love.

  7. Kevin says:

    That’s brilliant. It’s something I would say.

    Hey, I guess that makes me brilliant too! Wheee!

  8. John says:

    Hmmmmmm. I can’t help noticing that this whole “Throw E.S. in front of the train” thing is turning into a recurring leitmotiv in this blog. If I were he, I would mind the gap in a really, really serious way. Especially if you start commenting to his friends about “this bizarre Anna Karenina obsession he has been exhibiting lately… .”


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