Friday, March 28, 2008

It's 3:10 AM. Do You Know Where Your Children Are?

Probably in the room right next to yours, fucking a bar skank, keeping you awake at 3:10 AM.

Saturday, March 8, 2008

Death and Taxes

As I was sitting in my accountant's office this morning, I was listening to the receptionist talking on the phone about her inoperable brain tumor. She also discussed her pituitary tumors (yes, plural), and briefly touched on the subject of how, when her kidneys started acting up last year, she gained 30 pounds in five weeks and stopped menstruating. She knew I was listening. She had to know, because I was the only person in the waiting room and there were no magazines.

I decided not to hit on her.