i'm back, with plenty of stories. i don't have time to tell them all. i have to leave for the times in about 20 minutes. but it was certainly an interesting weekend to say the least.
i just checked, and i have about 14 days left in los angeles. this summer, as all summers generally do, is flying by. and this is my last real summer. i'll be extremely lucky to have a three-month gap of freedom anytime in the next 40 years. oh well, i can't be a kid forever.
salman rushdie once said, "what one writer can make in the solitude of one room is something no power can easily destroy." on that note, i have a new blog prospect i'm working on, one that will probably supplant the jocose yet sophomoric enough necktie venture. i'll keep you all posted.
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