It could just be acid-reflux. I could just have a gastric ulcer.

I’m starting to make this an April/May tradition. Take the quiz.

I’m not quite certain what compelled me to get out of bed at 4:45 a.m. I didn’t even set my alarm. Supposedly, early morning awakening is one of the cardinal signs of depression. Meaning I still haven’t beat this disease.

(Inspired by my cousin J)

For some stupid reason, I have Phil Collins in my head. Wonderful.

The more things change…

Memories. From the corner of my mind. (John Krickfalusi’s rendition)