March 04, 2003

OUT OF MY GOURD

Occasionally I have a dream that is so violent and disturbing that I awaken disoriented and bathed in sweat.

What could be so twisted and bizarre to cause such a full-on psychological regurgitation?

Well, for one, a scenerio that would find me printing a story like the one I saw today on the wire.

The headline says it all.

Butternut squash: a lovable gourd


Posted by Jeff at March 4, 2003 10:01 PM | TrackBack
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