Friday, March 09, 2007

Thinking so you don't have to.

For the past year, I have been happy every morning for about three minutes.

For those three minutes, I forget its an indecent hour. I forget I'm about to head to work, go to school or something else I probably don't want to be doing.

For those three minutes I am lost in blue eyes in which one pupil is bigger than the other.

For those three minutes I am completely in love.

Ze Frank has been my mornings.

But when I first started watching Ze, he made it completely clear: This is a one year deal. My podcast will run for the 261 weekdays of the year, and then. END.

It has come upon me too soon. I am not prepared for a morning without Ze. He tells me what's going on in the world all the while being a pretty princess. He makes me a better person.

So today, as I watched him live up to his end of the Fabuloso Chess Match (though not the last show yet) it struck me that Ze is leaving me. And I cried. Seriously. I'm that in love.




So, in honour of the man who told me the earth was better off a sandwich, that I make a good League of Awesomeness Intern, that hindsight really is 20-20, that Friday's were meant to be the day we ride the Fire Eagle and that fingers in food make for a nice party, I give you:

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