all-seeing, all-knowing dog.

yesterday a couple little boys stopped to look at flan in the park. "is that a hundred dalmatians?" one asked. "no, it's one dalmatian," i said. he stared at me like i was an alien. "i heard those are good luck if you have one," said the other kid. then they both waited. "um... i guess i have pretty good luck," i said. and they walked away.


daylily "bela lugosi".