A daily - or every-other-day - account of all there is in my head that's dying to get out, via my fingers.
(I vow to attack this endeavor with an enthusiasm unknown to mankind.)
Wednesday, May 10, 2006
I Love Francis Albert Sinatra...
...but I hate this fucking song.
NY (A.L.) 7, Bos. 3 - Final.
Liza Minnelli's version is SO much better.
Oh well...I guess Josh Beckett's the Ace early now.
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