"A fast-paced, suspenseful dystopian picaresque, part Huck Finn and part bizarro-world Swiss Family Robinson..."
---Kirkus
Long-listed for the Frank O'Connor International Short Story Award and finalist for the Crawford Award. Title short story listed for the 2000 O. Henry award.
My favorite new blog is Creepy, Abandoned Chi-Chis. Because Chi-Chis was always creepy even when it was a thriving, pre-viral outbreak business-but now? Abandoned in strip malls? Ultra creepy. With the photographic evidence to prove it.
Also, this blog is 5 years old.
Mon, October 1 2007 » ?!?!?, Meta/Logistics
The thing I wondered is, if they went out of business, why didn’t they sell off their assests? I could use some of that stuff in my own kitchen.
I recall going to Chi Chi’s for Spanish Class as part of a cultural experience. I recall someone’s eyes bugging out when I told him, “when you learn a language, you need to learn the culture as well.”
Chi Chi’s is so Mexican, it was founded by the Aztec gods right after they built the pyramids.
It was only much later, I learned that Chi Chi’s actually means breast’s, though I’m not sure what breasts can own. I always had trouble with posessive rules.
Fred