one's eyes, at least at this time of the morning, and from the angle
just across the street from the Xcel.
Company email yesterday said that J. Russell Jones died. No wallflower, Russell.
Dorothea is down. Liver, thyroid, knee, hand, incontinence, due for
colonoscopy tomorrow.
My coworker Ryan, who got kidnapped corporately from one building to
another, and away from riding the bus, gave me his Metropass. Should
be good til the end of the year. Will save me forty dollars perhaps.
--
David
www.schons.net
