You'll Never See Me Again

I'm imbedded at my brother's house because he's got a huge flat screen TV. I'm mainlining Angie Harmon era Law & Order episodes in HDTV. Ah, my kryptonite! Angie is life-size and I can see her pores. I can almost touch her silky black hair. If there wasn't a screen keeping us apart, she'd could smell my panting "I'm ready to devour you" LISTERINE treated breath. I'm fulfilled, catatonic and sated. My reason for living has been made stunningly clear. Thanks for showing me the sign I've always prayed for,God. In digital no less!

Actually I've been really productive lately and have much to report. But I can't right now. Angie's threatening a perp.