I hope I'm not too late to wish you a very happy Valentine's day! I curse myself for failing to get on the ball with LBPMs deal. For you anyway. So if I'm late, here's a preemptive
I'm still standing. I feel like I'm both a true survivor and a little kid. After all this time, you know. I can still piece together my shattered life without thinking about you.
There was a shootin’ at the Owl Farm.
I assume your sunburn is gone. (SPOILER)Especially if you're good with aloe vera. But I have a permanent farmers tan. Maybe I will send you a picture of my beautiful bronze forearm as it contrasts with my cream cheese upper-arm. Maybe I'll find a pic on the web and pass it on as myself. The world will never know.
I’m sunburned.
Yes No. (SPOILER)Maybe. Bah. Who am I kidding. All I really want is for everybody to see more http://www.yellow5.com/pokey/archive/index42.html
Kikkim Kikkim kikimm! It's so hard to do it right. I've got it hardwired In My Brain That The First Letter Should Always Be Capitalized. You should be happy that I (usually) remember the single K and double M instead of the other way around.
Billy Corgan produced Starjob. If you ask Dennis nicely, he may include several demo tracks where one can hear Corgan telling The Frogs how something has to be done. Naturally, all this talk of The Frogs has given me quite the appetite; however, some wretched beast has crawled into the inner-workings of my CD player, & got itself exploded. The CD player still plays CDs, but I can hear a rather ominous buzzing (from the player) while it does so—perhaps a warning that I should avoid using the CD player, if I want to keep all my limbs.
You predicted that Odd Hunter was about to post a User Note for either you or Kikimm (I can't remember which) once. How?
Yes, Kik. And it is your job to speak for pinky here, yea?
