So cleaning up old musings involves some good finds, such as this letter I wrote 17 years ago:
March 5, 1991
Dear smiling lady,
My Problem is that Reading I'm always reading and my mom says to stop reading and work. at I do it rarly. I try and stop but there are such good books. Like a a Milne Books and well there are to many good books. What can I do.Please at least try and put an answer.
Ps you were always a good writer
[the spacing is siiiiiic]
Also, on a political front, I just got an email entitled: Babies: The Next Generation of Environmentalists.
Well, duh. I mean, look at this face:
This is the face of a carbon-conscious, locally growing-and-eating drool fool.
photo courtesy of Flickr and hellosputnik
Oh, one last thing before doomsday. Does anyone else have mundanely apocalyptic thoughts when sleep-deprived? Just me? K.
Lastly but should have been firstly, I just rediscovered this sharp piece of wit written by comic cohort, Seaton Smith. Cash this reading check with your eyes! You'll be laughing all the way to and from the bank.