this is the story, according to my neighbor, Sean –
each morning, when i take my daily bath, i shave my legs with a pink flowered razor. i do so in a tub full of scented bubbles, while i sip a glass of red wine. i press a button and out of a corner comes mario – a little guatemalan man who serenades me on the mandolin as i perform my morning ablutions. sometimes mario is stubborn and won’t go back into the corner when i press the button to send him back. this is why i am sometimes late to meet Meir and Sean when we head out together in the mornings.
… boys are dorks.