Hurling Chads

Thanks to all who responded to last night's George Costanza Memorial Dinner in the Garbage Flash Poll. I am overwhelmed by the number of readers encouraging me to risk death by poisoned roast beef. I love you too, readers. (It's back in the garbage now, by the way, there to stay, unless the downstairs deli closes early today.)


November, 21, 2003

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