Wednesday, December 5, 2007

Despite my initial misgivings regarding the diamond trade, I have come to relieve you of duty. I have plenty of offerings on file, and you may be damned sure I won't use any of them without prenatal approval. Hello, little zygote, may I have your approval? This is an example of how I might frame the question when the time comes, which will be when? I'm thinking sometime around two. Good good. It'll give me a chance to rediscover the roots of popular music.

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