Death comes for us all (a melodramatic haiku of retirement)
Alas! this blog is
no longer where it is at.
Onwards! (Back to home.)



guts and garters

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

Thursday, November 29, 2001

How to have fun with eavesdropping sales assistants:
"Is this bag big enough?"
"I don't know. Think it'll fit my purse and a handgun?"

Meanwhile, current cleaning 'gratuities' fund at $4.95 (enough for a Happy Meal with extra Happy), a pen and a coconut. There was briefly a copy of Alan Ball's "Politics and Government", but it seems to have been unhappy with this world, and ended it all by jumping out the window.

I used my own weight in tissues today. Just call me Sneezy.

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