Tales from the Emergency Department; in which a man who wallows in nostalgia, and secretly wishes he were a Victorian KnifeMan rants about his work and what passes for a life.
He's heard it might be therapeutic...
Names have been changed to protect the innocent.
Any resemblence to parties alive or dead is purely coincidental
Monday, November 19, 2007
My Benefactor Revealed
It was scalpel; another knifeman, if you will. And, not just in the spirit of reciprocity, always worth a read...
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