Mood: not sure
Now Playing: Jim'll Fix It
Well just got back from Synagogue, hung my Kevlar vest on a coat hook, and am using the hanger to tap into this dodgy network.
After reading that e-mail the other day I realised that I didn't have any signed pictures of me to give away. I'd hate to disappoint Mongo and his fellow Mustard Bus riders, so last night I popped by Tooting station and nipped into the passport photo machine there. Now I am the proud owner of some pictures which I can dish out to anyone who wants them. I'm sending a couple to Mongo, one for his ward, and one for his bus. I chose not to use the crayon he'd sent me to sign them though, but I've enclosed a note and the crayon telling him that I rubbed it up and down my Uzi, so whenever he wants to imagine he's a secret agent he just has to sniff it.
The latest from Benny is a little sketchy. I knew he'd been to Poland or something and from his garbled radio transmission the other night I think he found romance while he was over there. From what I can tell, he's knocking about with some Austrian tart called Anne Schluss, at least he kept going on about a union between Austria and Germany, although Benny's not German so that don't fit. Next time I get him on the radio I'll try and clear it up.
Anyway my signal's fading so my guess is the coathanger has moved, plus if I leave the Kevlar vest on a coat hook too long it loses its shape.
Shalom