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Apr. 22nd, 2003 03:13 pm"Oh, sure," I tell the nice woman on the phone. "It'd be simple to dig up those sketch scripts I did in Virginia and just e-mail them right out to you."
Those sketches I wrote eight years ago. Three moves ago. Back when computers took 5 1/2 inch floppies.
I've found Part Three of my best sketch, and a rough draft of Part One. Now all I have to do is remember how the rest of it went, and....heh, oh, sorry, I had to take a break and walk away from the computer I was laughing so hard.
On the bright side, I'm listening to a Japanese singing group's cover of "No Woman, No Cry", and it's rocking my world.
Those sketches I wrote eight years ago. Three moves ago. Back when computers took 5 1/2 inch floppies.
I've found Part Three of my best sketch, and a rough draft of Part One. Now all I have to do is remember how the rest of it went, and....heh, oh, sorry, I had to take a break and walk away from the computer I was laughing so hard.
On the bright side, I'm listening to a Japanese singing group's cover of "No Woman, No Cry", and it's rocking my world.