Tuesday, July 19, 2011

The Suicidal Days, No. 2

Ah, yes -- the 1990s.  The lost decade where I walked around in a fog [moped around is more like it] with suicide always second, third, and fourth in my mind.  Glad it never reached first.

My signature block from that time:

“Dying means not having to pick shoes in the morning"

thanks to bellotoot for saving that memo from 1998. . . .

1 comment:

Mister Parker said...

Which prompts the question, what shoes does one wear to a suicide?

Hopefully, we're never going to find out ...