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It's almost four a.m. and I feel stories coming on. I haven't written (anything remotely literary) for a while so it's nice when I can see new words just on the horizon. But this has nothing to do with why I'm awake at such an ungodly hour...I just have a cold and couldn't sleep. I've become the Elvis of cold medicine. Dayquil/Nyquil/Dayquil/Nyquil/Dayquil/Nyquil.....'night.

My First Hate Mail Ever!

Naaaasty Boy

Mr. Louis F. Sander (pictured above) writes in an email entitled "Nastiness" which was sent as a submission to Atomicpetals:
Why do people like you always have to put in nasty little comments like the one at the bottom of your home page?
The potential for so many delightful responses to this question makes me giggle...but I suppose I'll just leave Nasty Louie alone to find his own answers.