None of my fears of execution were realized (obviously). Eventually we reached the Fayette County Detention Center and the cops started leading me in. While I was passing through the entryway, some stoner looking dude started talking about how out in Colorado, the cops “wouldn’t do this to us” and they would even “drive us …

After I put my Palm Pilot away, I started marching bravely east toward Tates Creek Road. Eventually I ended up on Lansdowne. As I walked, I came across a young fellow in a Taco Bell Uniform going the opposite direction. I was feeling very friendly (and Manic, as you may recall) so I said hello …

A new year, a renewed interest in my Journal. I have been neglecting this Journal and not much has happened, but I feel like I should be giving it an update. It may be fruitless, because with the LiveJournal layoffs who knows how long this website will last. However, I will leave the update for …