Today is Saundra Lee's birthday, she is turning 15. On
this day, 15 years ago, the beautiful, brilliant, hilarious Saundra Lee, the
girl that has made me my happiest and my most miserable, was born into this
world. She is the girl that taught me not to care. She's the one that reminded
me that it is my life, and that everything else is secondary to being the person
I want to be. Saundra showed me so many things about life, but she did it in her
own cynical, fantastically ambiguous way. I know that as long as I live,
I'll never again meet someone as refreshing as she is.
Birthday...I Need A Gift.
Being the unconventional girl that she is, she deserves
unconventional gifts. Being the anti-commercial, broke,
socialist-on-a-soap-box that I am, she will be getting a home made
Flashback to this afternoon: ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
And there I was sitting in my room, thinking about all the
things one could possibly create for unique bastard like Saundra. Pushing my
creative drive wholly into the task at hand, I came up with several terrific yet
unfeasible gift ideas. A rubber....maybe a yellow.....Ha! A
Off to the shower.
Letting the water run over me, I was reminded of the
Eiffel Tower. Shut up, I don't why know either. Ha! Out of the shower I went, to
find material for...for a...miniature Eiffel Tower. What did I need...Hmm...
Something sticky...Duct Tape! Several dozen uniform pieces of thin
sticks...no...Q-Tips! I read your book, you magnificent bastard!
Check. One Eiffel Tower. What else.
Looking about my room for ideas, I sez to myself, STV
I sez, "What the Hell Would Jesus Want." Then it all came to me: