Poor old Andy Baio, listing the people he has known. Full of fear of forgetting them, trying to stop everything just for one minute so he can note it down and have it to refer to. Andy's list. I like Mrs. Golden, about half the way down the page, maybe the Mum of Holly Golden -- pop her down, certainly, I mean, I knew her, didn't I? Yes you did, Andy, yes you did.
Sunday, December 28
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