The wind is rising, said Pablo. Yes, said Blurtso, the wind of winter. It’s good to have a friend in winter, said Pablo. Yes, said Blurtso, very good.
I don’t know why these students are so stressed…
the cafeteria almost never runs out of pumpkin pie.
Mmmmmm, thought Blurtso, the food here is very good. And these chocolate-chip muffins are excellent! “Isn’t the COOP a great bookstore?” said a co-ed at a neighboring table. Bookstore? thought Blurtso. Is this a bookstore?
Hmm, thought Blurtso. My eyes are starting to blur… and my hoof is cramping… and my hind legs have fallen asleep… and… oh, no… I need to go to the bathroom!
Doo dee doo dee doo, dee dee dee dee dee,
birdies in the trees, donkeys in the street.
Storm’s a brewin’… looks like a nor’easter. I’ve always wanted to say that, “looks like a nor’easter.” Every time a breeze blows, someone always says, “looks like a nor’easter.” This is a great place to watch the weather. Maybe I could get a job on TV? I could start the show with, “looks like a nor’easter,” and then I could say, “if you don’t like the weather, wait a minute.” Wouldn’t that be something! To get paid for saying, “looks like a nor’easter.”
There’s a bar on Inman Square named after Salvador Dali.
Ración de tortilla y una caña, said Pablo.
Y para la señorita? said the barkeep. Lo mismo, said Bonny.
Where is everyone? said Harlan. I don’t know, said Blurtso,
I guess people don’t eat on Thanksgiving.
Ready? said Blurtso. Ready, said Harlan.