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Monday morning again And damn, my reading pile seems to have gone through a mysterious growth spurt over the weekend I think Im beginning to understand why mail men go postal. Like Newman said, the mail never ends. It just keeps coming. And indeed, there is no shortage of writers trying to pawn their material

Went to Bills memorial at the comic shop last night. And I gotta say, thats the way to do it: forego the funeral, and have a party. No tears, just happy memories. When I go, I just want em to plant me in the ground and throw the mother of all parties. Actually, maybe keep my body around; have a John Barrymore-styled memorial.

Theres a friendship question: if your best friend requested that you steal his or her body from the mortuary and take it around for one last pub crawl, would ya?

I would

Lets see What else OH! The weirdest thing I was trying to dial out the other night, but it was like I was opening up two lines simultaneously. Id call someone, but theyd immediately get another incoming call which was also me. Odd

Hmmm Maybe its a wiretap. Are the FEDs finally on to me?

Of course, what would they be on to?

Thats a sad realization: that you really dont have anything all that illicit going on in your life anymore