Don't Ask, Won't Tell
Entry 1 12:20 p.m. A Short Groaner Once there was a mother skunk with two children, both boys. She named them In and Out. When In was out, Out was in, and when Out was out, In was In. One day, when Out was in and In was out, the mother skunk called and called for In, as it was dinner time. He didn't respond. The mother skunk asked Out to go find his brother. He came back almost immediately, with his brother in tow. The mother skunk asked, how did you find your brother so fast? Out answered, "It was easy, In stinked." Which leads me to this morning. Jenny got up to go have breakfast with her friend Karina, who lives in Federal Way. They always meet in the middle, somewhere near Southcenter. Today, they met at IHOP, which is clearly a favorite haunt of el pinché (and hers) as evidenced by at least one earlier journal entry. It is on Capitol Hill, next to another favorite place of theirs, The Silver Cloud Inn,...