Tuesday, January 25, 2005

Worst Day Of Year Behind Us Now

Here's my latest column.
My favorite line: "If I lived each day as if it were my last, I would spend every day eating birthday cake and doing very naughty things with my wife."
Please help me become famous enough to retreat to some hovel in southern Ireland by forwarding this week's column to all your friends, family and Ultimate Fighting combatants.

2 comments:

Lucy said...

Why on EARTH would I want to help you become rich and famous? Or encourage any movement towards my part of the world? Ireland doesn't need any more depressives, thank you very much!

Chris Cope said...

Hey, I'm not a depressive. I'm a drunkard. There's a difference.

Although, in Ireland I probably don't consume enough booze to rank in the drunkard category. So, "depressive" it is. Are you sure y'all couldn't take on just one more? I'm very tidy.