fat tuesday
In Bronson, Stoat said weakly. No, Gainesville. Remember Right. Where I send the private plane. Once they got some black coffee into Dr. Brinkman, he was able to pull himself together for a short tour of soon-to-be Shearwater Island. Heres where the yacht harbor fat tuesday will be dredged. Theres where the mlb trade rumors courses go. Thats being cleared for the airstrip. And, everywhere else: homesites. Houses Desie asked. Very expensive houses, Brinkman said. But also condominiums and town homes and even some year-round rentals. Duplexes and triplexes. Twilly pulled off the road fat tuesday into the shade of some pine trees. Whats the tallest building theyve face off in the plans he asked Brinkman. Sixteen stories. Therell be one at each end of the island. Assholes, Twilly muttered. Desie remarked on the multitude of peeling, bleached-out signs advertising other past projects. fat tuesday Brinkman said theyd all gone bust. But these new fellows have serious capital and serious financing, he added. granddaughter time I think its a done deal. Provided they get their bridge, said Twilly. Obviously. And your job here, Desie said to the biologist, is what exactly fat tuesday Brinkman told them about the field survey. Basically a complete inventory, he explained, of every living plant, animal and insect species on the island. zombie swine flu said Desie. Twilly snickered contemptuously. Fuck wow. Dr. Steve, please tell Mrs. Stoat why she shouldnt be so impressed. Well, because fat tuesday ... Brinkman looke.
