I (Max) met her (Olga) back in 2003. I came back home from cooking job that I had at about 1.00 am one day and she was sleeping on our couch. My roommate invited her to stay with us for a while –...
I had stopped what I was doing suddenly. Like the abrupt and offensive sound of a needle scratching an LP, my task had ceased. I looked up at him dumbfounded.
Dave Thomason told this story at Ten Fingers, the San Francisco storytelling even where anybody can spin a tale. He won first prize and took home $150 for his trouble. Sign up to tell YOUR story at the next Ten Fingers on Sept. 15th or...
Summer came again as I looked out over the apartment sitting on one couch while stairing at another, which had now become my bed. I had prepared so well to get a job so I could save up money and now I was left with none. Just waiting for some...
"You were born with that name?" This is the question I get after I introduce myself with what has been my full, legal name for many years now... Beautiful Existence.
Now there is always an ackward pause after their question...
My first car was a 1965 Impala SuperSport. It wasn't just a car, it was an obsession. Driving this car was transcendent! It was loud, curvy, and classic--we were perfect for each other. Her name was Sophie, and when I wasn't working, I was...
I had only been driving a cab for three months when I picked up a man who had just robbed a bank. About a half hour later I knew that I would enjoy my job for a long time to come.
