one foot in the fishtank: Gene Hathorn has a posse

last Saturday afternoon I lost a perfectly good breakfast; toast, juice, everything went seeping into the lupine and dry needles while I knelt retching. and if that weren’t bad enough, I missed out on what Amy was saying on the other side of the road about this arrangement between a shock artist and a Texan. luckily for all of us, she outlined the details again for me later that day.
here’s the gist:
“I don’t think his appeal will work, so if he is executed, we will ship the body to Germany, deep freeze it there and turn it into fish food.”