ROTFL! Man the battlestations! All hands on deck! Fire the HoHos! DingDong
'em! Don't spare the Twinkies, fat-free or no! Still they won't surrender?
Throw the pink SnoBalls at 'em! We'll make surrender by degrees, if necessary.
> We ended up at Ralph's in Pasadena ...
We (my folks, actually) lived just down the street from a Ralphs on Hungtinton.
Probably not the same one, 'cause I think that one's actually in Alhambra, and
it's definitely not close to Tech. Interesting confluence, though, no?
She lives all alone
on a dark and windy street
in a room at the top of the stairs.
She smokes cigarettes
and stares at the wall
not knowing that my heart lives there.