Blogging from Heathrow
Five hour layover in London. I'm stinky, but not as stinky as I was Wednesday. But the seats in this airport -- my ass is in some serious pain. It hurts more than Ken saying he doesn't like my underwear.
Both Matt and Mike blogged about the reading.
The New Sincerity Ain't No Goddamn Son of a Bitch
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I slept on those seats at Heathrow for two nights. Talk about uncomfortable . . . and stinky. I pity the people who had to sit next to me on the plane ride home.
tb
Dearest Reb,
If I'm the first one to tell you -- then you've already lost the war:
Grannies are for grannies.
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