Kirby's Wright's Weblog

No, I'm not Dead, at least not yet

I've been getting a swarm of emails and calls and letters from people who think I am dead. Is there another KIRBY WRIGHT out there who just kicked the bucket?! Well, it's NOT me. I mean, my fingers seem to be typing on the keys tonite ok and I can feel my lungs fill with air and the release the carbon dioxide. There's something I must admit. I knew this girl. She was infatuated. So much so that she found out where I lived and parked across the street and watched my upstairs window. I would have never known except one night Queenie the Cat got out and ran right over to her car. Yep, she was in there, still watching my lit window from the driver's seat of her Volvo. I'm thinking she's spreading this rumor. Oh. And she did break into my old apartment in Palo Alto and steal my list of emails. So, if you're on that list, please forgive me for this, I'm really still alive!