lyft kerry always risky, admittedly. i skipped down the block to south and 6th, checked the license plate, yes this is abraham, my lyft driver, in a silver corolla. i picked a shared ride to save money. also always a gamble. the woman sitting in the back seat with me has her hair held up with chopsticks and big brassy circles dangling from her earlobes. she asks me in a lizardy voice what i'm up to. "just goin' home. seeing a new friend." she smiles, slowly, wanly, reptilianly. "what are you up to?" i ask her back. "penn's landing. hanging out at penn's landing." i nod and then try to politely ignore her but she starts asking me questions, like "what's 115 minus 50?" "um, 65." "so 50 and 65..." "is 115. why?" "just trying to figure something out." a few blocks later, i hear her open her mouth. it seems like she has dry-mouth--there's that sticky kind of sound, like saran wrap. i wonder what she's been up to. probably nothing i want to know about. "and what's 290 plus 115?" "are you giving me a math test?" she shakes her head. "no, no. but what is it?" "3... 305? no, 345." my mind is a bit fuzzy from the drinks i had with jen. "and what's 10 percent of 345?" when she gets out of the car she says to have a good night and she hands me a flyer that reads: READINGS BY LINDA i will tell you things that only you know! i was born with this gift as a medium. i will advise you on all matters of life. you do not have to utter a word. where other psychic's have failed i will not! 100% authentic, no witchcraft, black or white magic licensed reader with 50 years experience! help is only a phone call away! call today for a better tomorrow! 220827 ... kerry [correction: 290 plus 55. clearly i am not the best to ask about basic arithmetic especially late at night.] 220827 what's it to you? who go blather from