July 16, 2003

A good friend has had the misfortune of breaking out with Shingles, a condition that, from everything I’ve ever heard, is particularly hellish. (Former President Richard M. Nixon, readers may recall, experienced a stress-related case of Shingles at the height of the Watergate scandal.)

I felt badly upon hearing the news. I thought there couldn’t be anything worse, until, that is, I took a walk over to Suburban Guerrilla where I read about the boy in India with flies coming out of his crotch.


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