Suicide (Part II) 10/28/2009 03:05 a.m.
A very tasteful and celebratory memorial was held today for my dearly departed wooden spoon (Tipitina).
Tonight I drink to forget.
Well, Terry,it is a sad state of affairs when spoons die. They can spoon no more, leaving the loner spoonless on spoonless nights without the delights spoons have to offer in their spooning ways.It is a shame, really.
