January 7, 2004
What can be said about Father O'Blivion? He was a good man. A drunk and disorderly man. God, how I miss him. I rememeber the day he died. It was in the back of that pickup with the little red haired boy.
Mark made me go to this thing in the desert in 1994 to run a radio station out of the back of an RV that we had to share with a bunch of half-wits that ran a daily newspaper. He made me go every year. He's a great sidekick, and a laugh a minute antagonizer. He's a leader in the Benjamin Franklin sense: he has virtue, yet he wants you to tell him that he has virtue.
