(Via Dave, who bought it from an infected toe at midnight in the parlor with Colonel Mustard and some mutated Ninja Turtles.)
A writer on the high wire of life.
I had no idea you laughed so quietly.
Posted by: Dave Schwartz | March 15, 2007 at 12:10
Is it wrong that I'm bugged more by the silly grammatical hiccups in these things than in the thought of my own future death?
Posted by: Fred | March 15, 2007 at 22:03
Apparently, I will die rampagingly and will be terribly missed by Chuck Norris.
Wow. Chuck. I had no idea.
Posted by: max | March 20, 2007 at 22:03