I was waiting for G to check out at the Ogden bookstore and kind of leaning against a post when the security guard looks at me and says, “you look like that woman from the comic books, that wonder woman.”
I said, wait, I don’t think I heard you right, who?
And she said, “Wonder woman, you know from the comic books.”
All right woman, I said, give me a big old hug cause Wonder Woman is my icon of icons.
So I hugged her real tight.
You just made my day, I told her.
G, I called, do you know who she says I look like?
Who? G asked.
Wonder Woman!
I can see that, G said. But you need black hair.