... we keep our Middleclothes and other assorted Middlegear. WENDY: Okay. I have a pop quiz. Does everything around here have a Middlename? Like my Middlewatch? My Middlekeys? My Middleboots? THE MIDDLEMAN: Your Middlebelt, too. WENDY: So who pays for all this stuff? THE MIDDLEMAN: Good question. I don't know. I never see any bills. I'm just – WENDY: The Middleman? THE MIDDLEMAN: ...
This Saturday (or Caturday as it's also known)the 15th there will be a worldwide protest againstscientology, I plan on attending the one in Detroit (aka farmington hills, aka 12mile and middlebelt) and would love some company. It will be very peaceful, a lot of fun, and VERY heavily attended. I don't know that I'm so much against scientology as to feel I need to protest, but I do want to get some...
... John "Big John" Guibord. I don't know what he was saying, when it was taken, but it looks as if he was giving one of his "impersonations." It is at a gamingestablishment (that place on Middlebelt, where they have all the Magic tournaments), and he was either playing Magic or D&D. Either one, it didn't matter. He was obviously having a good time. It is times like this where I feel that my ...
... get out if the way (yes, I was using my turn signal) they followed me, swooping back into the slow lane at the last moment. Got my gas, programmed my GPS, and headed home. It wasn't until I hit MiddleBelt road 'n' miles later that I realized I'd been going the wrong direction on I-94. Then I really started freaking. If I'd just seen I-94 and hopped on, not thinking to check for East or West, I ...
... that people said to me, and the contradictory results to promises, and scenes and laughter and good times playing through my head like a silent movie. I skipped to the next song and turned right onto Middlebelt. It was the cadence to every single relationship I've ever had with everybody. With the first few chords, my grip tightened on the steering wheel. I tried to focus on the road, and why ...