The End

Sorry that the phone call died, my friend. Have no motivation to register anything but abject disappointment at the sight of Karen Hughes and the rest celebrating another duplicitous fleece of the American people. It kills me. Home to Toronto on December 5th for the post-mortem. Remember the Red Sox. In killing time today, I popped into "Finding Neverland" and realized at one point that great art will continue beyond politics. But let us never lose such an important contest. And let us never need to back such a candidate. Four more years of Bush will be hard to stand... But... think of the new blog name, and we will launch into realtime with Sam Moon in 2005. Have a good one in Reno. j.