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USA 3: Working on Our Tans (California)
Our fellow hostellers are prissy douchebags who use words like ‘chakra’ and bore each other with Carrie Bradshawisms, so we abandon the common room pretty sharpish and go to San Francisco’s Union Square, which is right in the thick of it but we and the other shade-seekers are quite serene; some are even asleep. I dig, I dig.
USA 2: Fire Walk with Fee (The North-West)
Seattle by day is like some kind of too-good-to-be-true utopia in a sci-fi movie, and I’m not just saying that because of the Space Needle; I mean I’m nervous about smoking a cigarette, let alone stubbing it out anywhere, in case the natives turn and sacrifice me to their Robot Monster Lord.
USA 1: Bronx, Brooklyn, Bromance (NYC)
Barman @ Whiskeytown, Manhattan: “What’ll it be?” Me: “Three Buds and three Wild Turkeys, please.” Barman: “Kickin’ chicken? Nice!” Pleased to meet you, America.
Huck presents ‘Fall’ as word of the day @ Wordia.com
Here’s a treat. Wordia.com is on a quest to ‘redefine’ the dictionary, and with Burns Night in the air they thought they’d better consult some poets.
