Cut and paste from an old blog, circa August 2005
(From my old AOL blog...)
FYI, for now I am back from ESPN Sports Center and listening to Afghan Whigs and wondering, yet again after listening to this disc a million times, how Greg Dulli nailed my bio.
When Grandmom dies, I will probably turn inside out. And start making my blog interesting. Today she asked if I had a black suit. And if I didn't she would buy me one.
Morbid.
I countered with the fact that she helped raise a boy who got money and bought his own $1,200 Calvin Klein black suit. How nice of me.
(Grandmom died a week later that year (August 21, 2005). Add two years to that. Perhaps that's why I feel a bit lost.)
1 comment:
Get it published!
Yesterday was picturesque here in Sunny F-L-A. I kept thinking you would have made the perfect playmate. An early morning trip to the farmers market and afterwards the dog park w/ Ray for a game of slimy Frisbee. Then, late afternoon, live reggae {outdoors, free to the public and right down the street from my house ...SO COOL!!!} Too bad I had to work and you live in Jersey.
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