what the hell are you doing reading this?
It's New Years eve, for god's sake.
Yah. I know. Holidays mean nothing to me, either. Hate 'em, in fact.
Doesn't mean I haven't come to like a lot of you. Even though the only way I know you is through two numbers chopped up and reconstructed as communication in a ghastly global village that would have McLuhan spinning so fast that Gore Vidal wouldn't be able to bugger him unless he jumped out of a washer on spin-dry and timed it just right.
SO, to whomever did read this. I offer my heartfelt hope that you salvage as much happiness as is humanely possible from a creepy, scary, depressing world, that still has some magic in it. I don't want the fact that I've made a career out of looking in the wrong places a deterrent to your efforts. Honest.
Maybe that's why I try to make people laugh at it. Whatever. Meant what I said.
All the best. To all of you.
Best I can do. I know it's not much.
2007-12-31
12:50:58
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