Odd anthropomorphisms #3
Garlan had always felt like the odd one out on the street. Never got any attention, didn’t even have so much as a shack to his name. All he had was some guy who came round twice a week to throw cold water in his face.
February 16, 2009
Odd anthropomorphisms #2
Clyde was, and always will be, Clyde. He couldn’t possibly be anything else. Steady, solid, phlegmatic and unchanging, Clyde never promised more than he could deliver and thus he never disappointed.
