At the New Year's Eve soiree I attended, when the topic of New Year's resolutions was inevitably broached, my friend Willie suggested that in light of America the Republic perched on such a slippery slope that all resolutions should be something akin to anti-resolutions. Like, eating more or drinking more or crying more or pounding your head against the wall more. I suggested I might take up smoking. Taking up smoking seemed like a natural response to the looming hellfire which we are now all in. I'm not going to take it up, of course, but that doesn't mean that I couldn't still use a cigarette. So I'll just let Keira do the honors on my behalf.....
Wednesday, February 01, 2017
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