1. A poem I wrote is in print. I understand how absolutely idiotic my bio sounds.
2. I ate a bite of barbecued rib, one bite of chicken, a tiny prawn and and a whole hot dog. Its been 9 years since I last ate meat or fish.
3. Robert Jordan is dead. I started reading him in 1997. My brother, gaya, gaya's brother, paddy, spellcheck and great hordes of us got hooked and we joked about how he was going to die and leave us in the lurch without finishing the damn series. Now he is dead. I no longer care for his writing and I rarely read fantasy. But I am sad for all of us who read him for a decade...even 30 pages of Elaine bathing and the description of Andor's plumbing system.
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