I was driving through your campus the other night on the way to the all-you-can-eat pasta special at Listrani’s. That’s one hell of an intersection you’ve got there at Nebraska and New Mexico. Traffic lights, sidewalks, good-looking people. If you make it down to MacArthur Boulevard, I recommend the fettuccine alfredo.
The AJC disappointed me this morning, as usual. (Is this feature good or bad? You don’t learn that the girl has been shot dead until about the 70th paragraph. The writer is definitely working at subverting pyramid style, but does it work in this case? I personally didn’t like it.)
But page B7 was redeemed by an advertisement from Georgia Natural Gas. “Don’t believe a hot bath can relax you?” the ad asked. “Look at what it does to spaghetti.”