I didn’t really care when Michael Jackson died, because I never actually enjoyed his music. But Billy Mays and his infomercials was something I watched all the time when I was younger.
Now who will sell me my OxiClean, Kaboom, and Orange Glo?
As some of you may know, I’ve been stone carving for the last two weeks. The stone I’m using hasn’t been tested for asbestos and I decided to opt out in spending big bucks for a real respirator. Instead, I’ve been using this dinky little 3M mask and I’m pretty sure it isn’t sufficient.
This week, I’ve been sanding and polishing my sculpture and there’s a plume of stone dust coming from my room, my clothes, and my tools. I’ve inhaled so much stone dust that I’m starting to feel nauseous.
I hope I don’t die. If I do… Please inform my family… and I want my Tombstone to have a big lowercase ‘t’ in Bookman Old Style bold.
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