I remember how it was.
I remember finding this place, and finding a home. I remember conversations earnest, and heartfelt, and feeling like our words meant a damn... To those who had a will and not a voice.
I remember Zen, and Vass, and many others, who could wax eloquent, and make the rest of us sit back and say "Damn! I wish I could write shit like that!"
I remember long forgotten posts. I remember how Zen went under attack, and I tried to defend, and how he took it the wrong way. I remember how I emailed him, explained myself, and made (I hope) a friend.
Vass, I beg of you, give us some of the old stuff. I need it, we all need it. We will probably never see Zen around here again, so please, just do me one favor, one little fucking favor, and give us something good, something like the old days. Something like this: