It's been some time since I last bored you with a post about my dreams. Last night I had a particularly vivid one that has pursued me far into my waking hours. I wish I could tell you more about it but that would indeed be telling and would entail losing some of the few friends I have left. The funny thing is that, as I span helplessly from one catastrophe to another, dragging others with me in my vertiginous fall, the one thought that kept running through my mind like a Greek chorus was: I could do with a gasper.
I'm just going to post this entry without further ado and to do and see what, if anything, comes out in the wash!
"You're only here for a short visit. Don't hurry, don't worry. And be sure to smell the flowers along the way." Thi...
AS old age crept up on the decreaingly Subliminal Mr Dunn, even his most devoted fans could not help noticing how negative he had become...
The sportier the car, the older the occupant. One liners are about all I can run to at the moment.