Hu Nu

The members of the creative department are waiting in their studio, smiling and confident like I’ve never seen them. And for the first time, all at the same time. They stopped sipping on their coffee or tea or what ever Copy Loo Wack is and introduce themselves one by one.

First, My admin Judy, looks over her glasses at me as she walks past saying, something like, 你比我想像的更有吸引力 Hi Mister Day.

Bubble Day

Mrs. Shadetree is saying, “Your garden? Butterfly. I packed you a lunch. That’s not sorrowful anger. You’re feeling, parental annoyance. What’s wrong? Wait! I’m early. What’s wrong. Time displacement. You gotta go. Cassie’s on the way. I packed you a lunch.”
The rotary phone on the kitchen wall rings, she answers, “Shadetrees’. Good morning!