Bill, I thought of you & Mother last week with genuine fondness when my seventeen year old Pit Lab Weezer died. Man was I sad. My son saw me crying hard for an hour holding her. There is nothing like the death of a dear old animal companion. Why you geeks hate me so much I will always only partly understand. I've brushed off the loss of the tree: society made me do it, but it still fucking hurts. Wireless has been a salve but I imagine Dick
will find a way cut me altogether before too long since I'm bound to cross the line again anytime. I really do love y'all alot sometimes even when I'm thinking...whoa.

- Frank Wall 11-30-2005 8:24 am





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