I write humor. That means I find bizarre sh*t funny.
Monday, March 03, 2008
What would you do if I sang out of tune?
Well, that's not quite true. You need groceries and clothes and rent money and the six hundred pencils that your kid manages to lose from his or her school supplies every six days or so and health insurance and all kinds of other weird little and not so little things that keep body and soul together.
So I'll send you HERE and HERE and let you count your blessings from there.