here's lookin' at you, kid

jon, your posts are making me sad.

i wish i could be there to drink with you. but i'm not, so how's this instead: tell us a story about israel? something that begins in the wide-open day-desert heat and ends in the close coolness at night.

if that makes you feel worse, then--fuck it--i prescribe the following: popov vodka and elliot smith.

in the dark, obviously.