"I can't remember how this got started but I can tell you exactly how it will end"

I posted a barely humorous slant on the passing of author JD Salinger and historian Howard Zinn on Facebook:

"The Grim Reaper, JD Salinger and Howard Zinn are probably making jokes about all the reading they made me do in high school. It's okay guys, I didn't mind."

My usual group of friends weighed in on the topic. What I didn't expect was a blurb from Ed.

"wow i am out of the loop i did not even know howard Zinn was dead."

I saw the e-mail notification in my inbox this morning and I instantly felt the blood begin to pound in my ears. It was like a dull roar inside my brain until I read the comment and digested what he had said. It was nothing. I didn't reply.

Sometimes I wish I could build a Frankenstein boyfriend. Hahaha. I know that sounds stupid but bear with me.

He'd be as handsome and as educated as Edgar with the same punk sensibilities. Have the street smarts and overwhelming knowledge of Danny. Be as respectful and kind as Paul. Have the wild, partying good nature and musical talent of Rob. And of course, be as in tune to Latino customs and courtesies as Julio. Ahhh. A girl can dream.

I went back to having sex with Danny. We've been in good terms since the last big fight. Only time will tell where this will lead us.