Buzzkill
Russ Emerson | October 31, 2006
Ever get really good news, and then not 5 minutes later, on an unrelated matter, get really exceptionally bad news? That’s the kind of day I’m having.
Ick
Russ Emerson | October 21, 2006
The cyst above my shoulder blade sat there for two months, out of my reach, doing nothing. Except, no doubt, waiting for its moment, plotting and planning. The evil swine. I got no real warning — just a tingle, no pain, not even an actual itch. Then: Vesuvius. I’m at the office tonight, of course. […]