The other day I ran an errand with Juiceman to the University of Utah Medical Center - picking up crack or something. In the waiting room was a couple: He, bearded and dressed in plaid; she, covered head to toe in a black tent with a tiny, lace covered, slit for her eyes. She looked like the grim reaper. It was unnerving - like I was suddenly in a Monty Python sketch.
So today, ginormous gratitude that my life allows me to be misquoted in newspapers and circle the block naked whilst giving the finger to my religion of choice.
Check out Adam. The longer I stare the harder I laugh. Reminds me of that Katharine Whitehorn quote: Outside every thin woman is a fat man, trying to get in.
Eww...
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