Oil
Dear Princess BlogSpot,
I was thinking about oil at lunch yesterday while I was eating my #5 (turkey and cranberry sauce) at the Togo's on Pacific Coast Highway in El Segundo. My sandwich was on a plastic plate on a plastic tray on a plastic table. As the cranberry sauce dripped out the un-cut end of my sandwich (I eat my sandwich from the cut end on Tuesday for variety), I wondered what this all meant when a huge fireball appeared in the sky, followed by a black cloud of smoke.
I knew this must be a signal. There were three more fireballs and smoke clouds. These were from the Chevron Plant!
I think this was sent by Indians on the East Coast, where it was 4 PM. I decided it meant it was one hour to quitting time. I picked up my drink and walked back to the Moat.
Bye for now,
Mike Mizuno
I was thinking about oil at lunch yesterday while I was eating my #5 (turkey and cranberry sauce) at the Togo's on Pacific Coast Highway in El Segundo. My sandwich was on a plastic plate on a plastic tray on a plastic table. As the cranberry sauce dripped out the un-cut end of my sandwich (I eat my sandwich from the cut end on Tuesday for variety), I wondered what this all meant when a huge fireball appeared in the sky, followed by a black cloud of smoke.
I knew this must be a signal. There were three more fireballs and smoke clouds. These were from the Chevron Plant!
I think this was sent by Indians on the East Coast, where it was 4 PM. I decided it meant it was one hour to quitting time. I picked up my drink and walked back to the Moat.
Bye for now,
Mike Mizuno
posted by Gerald Uyeno at 2:17 PM
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