Can I drop in for a minute? A minute hair has been growing on my forearm, but in a small part of it, so only close friends and intimates can see it, it’s very secret. It secretes joy and boy oh boy is it fluid, it’s a gooey kind of joy, like in that movie, with the movable type. I’m not talking about what I’m doing, I’m talking about malleability, it’s like the candy and I’m soooo mellow. I have my little fellow on my arm. But I just mentioned him. What was I talking about? Where are you going?
