from the inventor of the Kale gun. no doubt.

No Z is on a business trip, but not really. She is acting as a middle man (or woman in this case) on a huge opium deal that is going down on the mean streets of south Savannah. I am meeting her for lunch tomorrow in Atlanta. Then we are going to get a room and fuck away the afternoon. I cannot wait. GW was recently kicked out of the country and is living on a small Island off the coast of Ecuador with a gimpy beach boy. As far as Z goes, if she cared at all she would find and Internet café and utilize the advantages 1) of the community gathering, especially listening to young Swedish girls clamoring in their hard boiled language about the weather outside of Amsterdam and 2) utilize modems that actually work.