Thursday, November 18, 2010

For when you're bored

Sometime, go ahead and ask me for the story about how I wound up face-first in pee-soaked sheets at the bottom of the stairs at 2 am.

Actually, please don't. Just keep the Manhattans coming. 

1 comment:

  1. With a title like that I thought it was going to be a post about a Poltergeist. Or a dead canary.


    Kind of both, huh?