Thursday, June 17, 2010

Some Hal-isms Come With a Story

He spent all night last night hallucinating.  About betting at horse races.  And then he told me that he started seeing people who weren't there, and it ended up being like the corner of his pillow. 

"What about this guy?"  I asked, pointing to his robe, which was hanging at the foot of his hospital bed.

"Oh, he's OK, since he's right in front of me.  But I got peripheral assassins at all hours."

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