[[whinny sound]]
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-seven years and one million words
Toronto, 2014.09.06
I told Ken, "Stop horsing around!"
He made a whinnying sound.
The torch has passed.
twenty-seven years and one million words
I told Ken, "Stop horsing around!"
He made a whinnying sound.
The torch has passed.
When I look back at life I see that I kept the good scotch to myself. I regret that. Pour the good scotch for your guests.
—Dr. Kenneth M. Johnston (1920 - 1999)