I am going to try and put up a different album cover each day this week to remember Rudy Ray Moore. I found $2o and then $5 on the ground yesterday. It should've lifted my spirits. It did not. It was like this song was playing in my head all f#cking day. I just walked around with my head down, kicking acorns and junk. I was feeling really crappy. Then, Evans2Betsy calls to tell me that her new roommate was a Cambodian war refugee. I had no idea and I had been making all sorts of Pol Pot and Khmer Rogue joke for the better part of a couple of weeks. Needless to say, this has been a tough couple of days for me.
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