
Bicycle Bell
“I need a decent bell,” I said.
Semioticians getting to know one another via story telling — true, invented, or somewhere in-between. ALso see: EXCHANGE.

“I need a decent bell,” I said.

What a libertine wants, more than anything, is liberty.

I considered it the epitome of bad taste.

How did these Mooninite lite-brite devices end up all over Boston?

My thermos is like a magic wand.

Sometimes we win — without knowing why.

The cake has always been at odds with Indian culture.

It didn't become visible, for me, until I happened to hear a family story.

"Listen to the ney, what it says / It tells a story of yearning."

Having paid for the ducks, I started to remove the ribbons…

We suddenly realized Bingo was missing.

“Light your fire! Do you think I dread it as much as the life of a rat in a hole? My voices were right!”

“Aphrodite, forgive me!” the Lawless One wailed.

Mafalda was the girl we all wanted to be, even as teenagers and adults.