Apartment 302. (coffee, repartee, and an idiot)

Me. A Tabby Cat named Minus. Mediocre urban living at its best. Blue Collared, gentleman cranker. Guilded Coffee Roaster and Professional Barista. Avid Bicycle rider and wannabe bicycle mechanic. Lover of all things lovely. I read historical and funny things. I'm scruffy , however clean. I have tattoos and I love food and staying in metropolitan hotels.
Tue Nov 3
Dear My Girlfriends Toyota Yaris, You are a really great car. However, due to the bad luck you’ve had since you rolled off the assembly line, I can’t help but wonder if there will be a meteor on top of you when she heads out to go to work one morning.  Or a stampede of buffalo ravage you while she’s in Target, while everything around you remains unscathed. Or worse yet, you just spontaneously combust, leaving no sign of your presence while she’s buying knitting supplies.  Whatever it may be, lets make sure she’s not in it at the time of your doom. Thanks and good luck. Sincerely, Jason

Dear My Girlfriends Toyota Yaris,

You are a really great car. However, due to the bad luck you’ve had since you rolled off the assembly line, I can’t help but wonder if there will be a meteor on top of you when she heads out to go to work one morning.  Or a stampede of buffalo ravage you while she’s in Target, while everything around you remains unscathed. Or worse yet, you just spontaneously combust, leaving no sign of your presence while she’s buying knitting supplies.  Whatever it may be, lets make sure she’s not in it at the time of your doom. Thanks and good luck.

Sincerely,

Jason