Rooftop
This evening I sat on an old friend’s rooftop and watched the sunset. And crushed the Space Needle.

And now, you phallic piece of left-over early-1960s space-age garbage, prepare to meet the wrath of Ariel’s index finger. A fate understood by many errant blackheads and scabs, you too shall be destroyed by the gentle pressure of fingernail. Punished for bringing all those tourists here.”

stephen_hecht: Awww. Now what’s Seattle gonna use for a recognizable landmark?
arielmeadow: Me.
stephen_hecht: !!!
arielmeadow: Seattle: Home of Ariel.
stephen_hecht: Ariel: the Spazz Noodle.