|Soon after I signed up for Classmates.com, . . .
||[Mar. 5th, 2015|02:40 pm]
Phrembah (a potato-like mystery)
. . . I discovered that I give less of a shit about my classmates now than I did when I was in school. The two or three people who were half interesting in those days aren't subscribers, of course. They're dead or have better things to do or both. And the juicy details about who was killed in 'Nam or who ODed on heroine or hanged themselves after they were killed in 'Nam are all missing.