honest_tom's_snack_bar crOwl we had just watched the performance of the dancing dogs, lab mixes hopping around on their back legs in pink tutus. you sat down where a clementine and white striped table cloth clashed with the blue and yellow of the trailer. and so, i ordered. it was a vegan menu, white chalk on a black board with writing that looked like someone's form of art. we had tea that smelled like summer from a ceramic pot. there were saucers even. tom was nice. he had a glass eye that stared straight ahead and one had trouble following his good eye. it seemed to have a life of its own. there were no other customers so he sat with us. he told us about truth. 040114 what's it to you? who go blather from