January 14th, 2005


For Richard

This morning, at breakfast, somehow we got to talking about Mark, and about how shortly after he died he suddenly seemed to have a lot of friends.

Richard, this is the snippet I was trying to remember:

"Don't claim pissing rights to a dead person's memory unless you have either spent at least 10 late nights or one weekend out of town with them, or had dinner with their parents."