Punching Myself in the Face [February 20, 2007]
When it comes to things about which I feel great regret and shame, it’s very much pick a card, any card. Name a subject at random, and within 10 seconds I’ll have tied it to a painful memory.
Take cards, since we’ve already mentioned them. My daughter Brigitte has (or at least had, up until five years ago) a dry, fairly acidic sense of humour much like …
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