December 4, 2002
(This post is from my old, old, super old site. My views have changed over the years, hopefully my writing has improved, and there is now more than a handful of folks reading my site. Enjoy.)
Hi, my name is Hermes, messenger of the Gods. I'm a 80 year old abusive woman with a bad left knee. I've also got turrets syndrome so please excuse my language, I can't help it.
My favorite activites include being pushed around in wheel chairs, learning how to use walkers, pretending to be a man aged pi to the power of three, and being palpated by multiple females at once.
And holy crap the roads are bad outside. You would think that there wasn't a single shovel or grain of salt anywhere in St. Louis to be found.