Monday, June 23, 2008

Because Starman Doesn't Have His Own Blog . . .

I will tell you that he's discovered his inner flower:

I am a

What Flower

This is so accurate it's not even funny (well, a little funny).

And it reminds me of a nice story. Two years ago, when our friendship was blossoming, and in turn causing him to come out of the shadows of his lonely life and into the sunshine of friendship and shared interests, he shyly informed me that he was "a late summer flower." (Which violets aren't, I know, but it's all allegorical anyway.)

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