What Might Have Been
What I would like to do today is write an entry about a predatory campaign my absentee dog is apparently waging, not because it is interesting to you, but because I would get to use the title, "Possum in Effect." When did my life become the pursuit of evermore groan-worthy puns?
Sadly, I don't feel up to the task of composing a Marsupial vs. Canine saga. My head isn't quite clear and cold-free enough to make the story coherent, and really all I want is soup. Easier said than done on the Jewish grandmother-free strip of 53rd St. In lieu of writing an interesting entry, I suggest everyone pumps up "Bring Tha Noize" and sings along with their own lyrics in their head. Possum in effect. Got the flava. Terminator.