Tuesday, July 18, 2017


To make things worse, the minister
came by with candy. No one knew what
to do  -  refuse, or take a few? He said it
was Miriam's last wish to hand out candy
at her wake. I volunteered : 'I think it wasn't 
meant to be so literal. She was always a comic;
she meant to be saying she'd rather be here
herself, handing it out. Not you, silly.'
Everything gets all mixed up : these clerical
guys aren't funny at all. OK, then. Write
this down. 'I'd like to be the comic doing
stand up at my own dumb wake.'

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