Monday, February 03, 2003

I must remember to call the dentist in the morning. I must remember to go to bed tonight. I must remember to go to bed now. Oh yeah, I must remember to buy a pair of shoe laces for my chukka boots.
There was a guy named Chukka, when I was stationed in Japan, that used to walk back from the shower with nothing but a towel draped over his shoulder, until one of the mama-sans who used to clean the barracks, spotted him lumbering down the hall and almost had a heart attack, and this one time at band camp ...