October 1st, 1999
Now sing along with me "Where oh where have all the freaks gone." Slow news week. I haven't seen hide nor hair of my little Sherlocks (as I call the usual suspects who haunt this web site).
For kicks I slotted in a new story on an old subject.
Lan's already getting busy with her costume for Halloween. She's made me promise not to tell you what it is so no one else in the country can copy her. Like it would make things rough for her if some girl in Maine had the same costume as her.
Lan breaking in here. It would make a difference to me since I am the one that has come up with the idea. If Derek had any idea how lame my last Halloween costume were he would be in sync with me on this.
OK, OK I give. Her idea is the best thing since sliced bread. She's like Einstein.
Speaking of ole' Albert I read this article that said when he died his brain was sliced and diced by scientists looking for what made him so super smart. Part of his medulla went to this college, part of his obligonta went to that research lab. I'm going to make sure I'm cremated when I die so all you nosy busybodies won't have a chance to inspect my genius.
Ah, the heck with it, everybody is off doing on-line auctions or something. I'm leashing the dog and taking a walk. You better be reading my new story when I get back or I'm gonna get mad. You wouldn't like me when I'm mad.
Derek "Eggman" Barnes