Roman a clef

Everyone’s life is a,

  Roman a clef.



Part of the critic’s job is to make secondary human activities seem to be more than they are…(and sometimes less.)



From local views, it seems a flood is always impending.



The perfection
of anything,
is a job for the
Medical Examiner.



One brother said, “Without anticipation, life wouldn’t be crap.”  After a preemptory pause he did see fit to add, “Wellllll, it’d be just like it is now, whatever that is.”



If you go really out of town, a lot of the old stuff sure does look silly.