I don't care how great you were today. Sure, it was pleasant to walk get a bagel and groceries wearing shorts and a t-shirt, but your niceness didn't stop me from spending most of the day being lazy in my apartment. After all, there was a basketball tournament on television and NetFlix DVDs to be watched.
Not that I'm discouraging you from trying again later.
[ j ]
dear "the friedmans,"
o.k., I finally watched this amazing documentary about you and am wondering if you could please just tell me what actually happened? I mean, I have my opinions, but official confirmation would be nice.
[ j ]
p.s. how goes the clown business?