long time no write.
thanks for the note, savecraig.
funky is awol again and i am no longer interested in his meandering stories.
e. visited in April and we scared each other. he likes me.
timmy of the long ago is moving back here to Chicago.
i have apparently kicked cancer's ass again. ha! try to kill me, will you...
i am made deliriously happy by the mere sight of my baby niece.
i was made similarly happy by the sight of baby j. running toward me on the beach in wilmette today, holding out a piece of gravel he found and saying "wook! wook at this cool wock i found!". wooking after this child is my job and i couldn't think of a better thing to do for a living.
over and out.