Why do I feel like someone stepped on my grave today?
I'm as paranoid as the next guy, but this morning I feel like Philip Dick guest-starring on a very special episode of The Prisoner.
If anything serious goes down today, launch my ashes into space.
Friday, May 26, 2006
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Rocket, check. Power, check. Direction, not ready. Launch.
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