April 25, 2006

I want to write a post about the hour-long conversation I had with the professor of a writing class I took in college (freshman year) after I looked him up tonight on switchboard.com and called him to tell him that although I was a terrible student in his class I finally understand what he was trying to teach us, fifteen six years later, but, given the time stamp on this post, I am writing instead about how I must face the fact that the days when I could pull an all-nighter and end up with anything to show for it (other than a now-empty jar of Smucker’s Low Sugar Strawberry Preserves) are officially over.

Can Botox and suppositories be far behind?

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8 Responses to I want to write a post about the hour

  1. chris says:

    what would you personally use (as in need) suppositories for?

  2. I was speaking metonymically–I was really just referring to age, senility, and agonizing, humiliating death by their accoutrements.

  3. Kenny says:

    There’s just something about a man who uses metonymically in casual blog-post conversation. *sigh…*

  4. goblinbox says:

    Preserves, eh? At least it wasn’t a tub of frosting.

  5. David says:

    Death by suppositories? I’d better read the back of that box again.

  6. will says:

    All the best go-go boys use Botox and suppositories. But they avoid Smuckers.

  7. chris says:

    I just realised you punned. Suppositories. “Behind”. Bwahahahaha. You crack me up.

  8. roy says:

    mine is mayo on cuban crackers. it makes for embattled dreams, about mayo and cuban crackers.


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