from the dead

Yes, its back. Swiggblog lives-kind of. November is the unnofficial month of death. If someone is weak or careless or both,chances are they will meet their end in november. Kennedy did,as did my mother and one of my friends. Maybe it's the onset of winter-maybe it is the cold that keeps some of us from making it to the new year. Right now I feel a little ill...not that ill but the thought arises that some time later in life( or sooner) I'll feel ill enough to wonder if I'll make it through november. A sniffle will turn into a cold,a cold will turn into pneumonia and before you know it you'll finally get that short tribute in the paper that you never got when you were still breathing. It's like countless artists that starve their whol lives and then after death their paintings are sold for absurd amounts of money. Ironic.