A northern monologue
Why not. (I say this with a sigh.) Is anyone immune these days?
I was chuckling when I posted that, wondering what that prof would think of the gelatin poems in my upcoming book. And I just do sugar and caffeine.
Seems every week someone diagnoses a historical figure. "Actually, Van Gogh had wicked hemorroides," etc; and thunder it out with the authority of Moses, too. Yeesh!
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