Disconnections

We saw each other in downtown Kaynesport last New Year's Eve, right before the artichoke dropped.

I was trying to remove a pencil from my leg and there was blood everywhere. You came up to me and said "that doesn't look right." I didn't understand the joke, but I do now.

If you want to rekindle the passion and desire we felt that night, meet me in front of Kaynesport Pharmacy at 10:30 p.m. and you can join me in my annual countdown to 11:00.


Stan