And this is around the time I was always backstage, as a journalist, freelance, not asking stupid questions, just reporting what I was seeing, in my Hunter S. Thompson style. Telling my Friday night audience all about it, and not to mention that it was going in the newspaper as well. And that wasn’t my real job. I just had good friends in high places 😉
i love the smell of formaldehyde, i used to walk through the science building in highschool just to smell it because there was a class where you could preserve a dead cat. i never got to do that tho, you had to sigh up for the class & i didn't know how & didn't feel like asking.
