NPR’s Guy Risdall sipped his fourth cup of coffee. He listened to the first Helmet record on headphones as he responded to emails.
The song played so loud, and Guy felt so high from the caffeine that, even though he could see a clear sky through the window in the corner of his vision, he still hallucinated a gentle rain falling. It battered big elm leaves down into the carhoods.
Wait, Kai Ryssdal or Guy Raz? I hope you mean Guy Raz. For one thing American Public Media people get sad when you call them NPR people, and secondly, I dunno, Guy Raz is cooler.
oops. I meant kai… I mean guy… I don’t know!!! it’s “Fiction”!!! I made up a new person !!! whoomps!!!!!
Don’t listen to Chelsea! No one is cooler than Kai Ryssdal!11!!
Thank you for sharing the most important short story of “my” generation.
Damion, bad news, I just found out that Kate Braverman’s “Tall Tales From the Mekong Delta” is actually the most important short story of “(y)our” generation…
Sorry.