So there I was. Standing on the front porch, a thousand people gathered to hear me speak. I was brilliant, setting them up, playing on their darkest fears, bringing their hopes up before dashing them to the ground, then rebuilding them again, making them all think about 'what could be.' And then the police came and took away my gun, and everyone left. What a letdown.
Today's colour: blue steel
Today's scent: burnt gunpowder
Today's word: equalizer
Today's music: Pearl Jam's Jeremy
Today's tele: RoboCop
September 28 is Ask A Stupid Question Day. Oooh, this makes work about a thousand times less promising.