Death comes for us all (a melodramatic haiku of retirement)
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guts and garters

It's all fun and games until someone loses molecular cohesion.

Monday, May 21, 2001

On top of my monitor crouches a soft-toy frog. It has unnaturally long and bendy legs. It is currently up on its toes. His name is Jeremiah. Because Jeremiah was, as you may or may not know, a bull-frog. And he was a good friend of mine. When L gave me this particular incarnation of Jeremiah, he was wrapped around a small bottle of mighty fine wine, which we helped him drink. Actually, he wasn't very good at the drinking part, being a stuffed animal and all, so we drank it ourselves.

Singing: "Joy to the world, all the boys and girls. Joy to the fishes in the deep blue sea. Joy to you and me."

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