It is not too often that I get caught in the no-man’s-land between first and second base, but tonight I was tagged out, good and proper. You got me.
So through the courtesy of an anonymous friend, I was treated exposed to video of roughly 90 minutes of Lipshitsian Theater that happened early this morning. It would appear, dear reader, that M. Latrine has set sail into the west
I know we all fondly remember that day when Scruffy announced that her end was near, and yet… somehow, some way, she has managed to hang on, raging against the dying of the light, her brave and pure spirit refusing
Please forgive my grammar. I’ve been drinking. I shall continue to drink until I fall asleep. Then, I may drink some more. Dan Wilson has died, and this is personal. Kind of pissed about this. I’ve been carrying a defective