Seeing as how I only have two faithful commenters, this shouldn't take too long.
I see that Pops still hasn't mastered the art of leaving a comment, Eric only reads this when he's between Fantasy seasons, and Jackson and Ethan still don't read.
But, as I've received a spate of comments that can't be left alone, I'll comment on your comments.
hermano mio - I wonder how long your fascist-policied relationships lasted. Considering how Charlotte and Jackson already live in Chris-inspired awe/fear, that must've gone over well. I'm sure Charlotte's eyes rolled around enough to hare-lip the governor.
As far as that wind-bag Kitty Kelley, I've never read her drivel. The only time I've wanted one of her books was when I was stuck in the tall-grass without any Sharmin.
Lost books, documents, journals, records, artifacts... Got me thinking about when we went to New Orleans five years ago. For those not in the know, Chris, Brian and I went to New Orleans for my bachelor party. I can guarantee you that we were the first guys to go to New Orleans for the expressed purpose of playing golf, visiting museums and bookstores, and taking the haunted house/cemetery tours (including our ad hoc JFK-inspired tour) instead of spending the entire weekend, to borrow the words of Dean Wormer, fat, drunk, and stupid. To this day, my favorite story is of the unfortunate gentleman who somehow found himself unconscious and unclothed under a three-foot pile of hot garbage after a long night of innocuous entertainment. He reeked so badly that the police wouldn't take him in for identification; animal control had to. That story rocks. Anyway, I don't care that Pat O's had to temporarily stop ripping off their patrons for a couple of months; I'm not looking forward to the tally sheet of how much history has been lost. That's gut-wrenching.
Oh - Elizabeth Perkins. I already told you that I'd probably get stuck with the Elizabeth Perkins personality from About Last Night. But what exactly do you mean by the "so-called allure of Helen Hunt"? In the same way that the Ark of the Covenant is more alluring than a kimchee pot? Or how the net worth of Warren Buffet is more alluring than that of Cave Dave?
Is that all of your comments? If so, I'm through with this guy!
So, if you care for me to comment on your comments, leave something clever and I'll respond in kind. Or something dumb - and I'll just bag on you. Unless your gonna lift obscure magazine passages and try to make people think they are yours. But feel free to quote me. Nobody's ever quoted me back to me.