I brought 60 Stories to work with me. I tried to read any of it over lunch. After running into half a dozen stories that I just couldn’t get into, I’ve decided to stop bringing it to work. I hate having a book with me that I don’t want to read. I did read one story today that I liked called “Game” but it wasn’t enough to keep me transporting the book back and forth from home. I read another of Barthleme’s stories yesterday called “Me and Miss Mandible” which was pretty awesome. And it contained what is now one of my favorite lines in all of literature:
Miss Mandible is in many ways, notably about the bust, a very tasty piece.