Doing battle with daily dragons

Monday, February 21, 2005


The Rock Star likes to ask me questions right as I'm drifting off to sleep, always beginning with "Right....?" so I'll go out on a limb and risk looking like melly-no-mates by posing one of these little conundrums to the blogging populus who may or may not be reading this:

If you had to wee on someone, who would it be and why?

The Rock Star likes to keep me on my toes, even inches from REM.

Glory bound Martin Sexton The American