Through the miracle of the change time and date function of blogger, I can easily mask that this post is nearly 5 days late. I assure you, the sentiments were not, but I couldn't find the address book.
Saturday, September 11, 2004
"Too late or still too soon too soon to make lots of bad love and there's no time for sorrow. Run around, run around with a hole in your head 'til tomorrow."
-----They Might Be Giants
-----They Might Be Giants