So I think the speech at the Writer’s banquet went all right. I ended up speaking significantly longer than the Pulitzer Prize winning featured speaker . . . whoops. Ah well. The high school kids seemed to like me well enough.
I could not believe that Val included this at the end of my little intro: “…and once, on a long road trip, out of sheer boredom and morbid curiosity, he wrote a blues song about necrophilia.”
Yeesh.
Joshua Alan Doetsch 
The Necrophilia blues, what a good song
good times!
good times!
The Necrophilia blues, what a good song
I need to hear that song.
Well…if I inbibe a little libation sometime this week, mayhaps I’ll give a rendition of it.
Well…if I inbibe a little libation sometime this week, mayhaps I’ll give a rendition of it.
I need to hear that song.
Haha!
Haha!
That wasn’t on a trip…that was on the back porch of the Chi house in October!
No, I wrote it on a trip (well, a few trips actually), and sang it at a Chi house party.
No, I wrote it on a trip (well, a few trips actually), and sang it at a Chi house party.
That wasn’t on a trip…that was on the back porch of the Chi house in October!
Josh seems to have a lot of ties to necrophilia lately. He has his new zombie girlfriend shirt and a Corpse Bride shirt. I’m beginning to wonder.
Josh seems to have a lot of ties to necrophilia lately. He has his new zombie girlfriend shirt and a Corpse Bride shirt. I’m beginning to wonder.