More posts wherein I don't do the blogging

Think Banks is getting better and better, ladies and gents, once again we take a swim in the stream of someone else's consciousness down into the deep reservoir of nostalgia.

Now with more pretty words!

how many times we almost died -- comfortably ensconced in our assumed immortality, jumping off that building or out of that car, or on account of all that glorious idiotic bingeing and purging -- well, hopefully, we're that much better equipped to appreciate the fragility of our stupid precious lives.