Friday, December 24, 2004


I wonder if Shakespeare had his wife leaning over his shoulder asking him if he cleaned the cat box, yet, or wrapped the ten thousand Christmas presents. Where is Santa? Lazy fucker. I'm doing the work of me and that lazy bastard--it's his job, not mine. Hamlet would never have been written in my house. Shakespeare would have been lucky to pull off a quick pull before being pulled to some domestic duty.