there was once a society that cared more for wall street than life itself.

he's a kind of hybrid bat-boy-dog, and a boston blue blood brahmin to boot.

copp, i do believe the state is evil, and they will get me in the end.

don't look now (out on criterion for xmas)

fenway, the state is evil, i hate to tell you.

fenway, my stars are underground.

not all bostonians are created alike apparently. having been there i must say fenway elevates the populace in my mind. of course it's the city that treated me with dour weather each visit except the first wherein i was hungover ad nauseum and everyone seemed to have on bermudas like one giant exurban family and my last visit a photo shoot for the evil progeny of arthur andersen and a horrifically drunken motel sex breakup. that being said and back to the dogs, i had a notion from tippy my erstwhile bostonian ward that all bostonians were nuts and i find fenway refreshingly sane and sweet and so refined in receiving treats.

now that cuba is no longer the evil host of the communist menace maybe obomba can close guantanamo which looms as a democratic menace that should make us shudder with shame.

state evil is ok because it's the law so we can relax and let the ship sail itself.

i say the whole system stinketh, and not just the express license facility

well, i don't rightly know.

but who cares, fenway! i don't need no stinkin' license, i don't even drive!

i'm going to join a writhers colony, if they'll have me.