Happy Birthday

to
my dear dear friend
the Lucy to my Ethel
or is that the Ethel to my Lucy?
The Garfield to my Odie
The BeepBeepZipBANG!
To my Wile E. Coyote
The One
The Only
clumsycake

Harrowing Day

After filling out way too many applications, taking a 10-key test that gave me one error our of 26k strokes, and driving not quite 150 miles, I'm cooked. Right now, I don't really care if I ever get another job. I'm ready to put a lily on my chest and start playing one of those cartoon harps.

No word from Llew.