Remember a few weeks back how I wrote about all the stations in Richmond that we liked had changed format? Well, we sort of found one that was a resonable substitute and apparently that was the kiss of death for yet another station. Yesterday they fired all their DJs and today they're running commercials that say "Q-94 is dead." Maybe we should switch to exclusively CDs.
i sincerely do not know what you are doing here. are you lost? were you
looking for your delicate calico cat, and did you follow her up two flights of stairs
to this room? she is not here. she was here, yes. we gave her a warm bowl of milk, we talked with her about campaign finance reform for a time, and then she bid us good day. i believe she was
going to the post office two blocks down, but i don't quite recall.
for surely you did
not find your way from prinsiana, the least traveled site on
the internet. if you did, though, perhaps you are looking for humor. perhaps you are looking for profundity. perhaps you are looking for answers.
i'm sorry, but you shall go naught-for-three.
