The Loser

Stream of consciousness delivery about losers who lacked the skill of Glen Gould when playing the piano, I think. I also think that as much as I enjoyed this quite odd read I might not be able to talk about it down the inn, or at least the pub near where I live.

Recommended to those that think, I think.

Trash talking the dead
lumping himself in with Glenn
what a pompous ass.

A very friendly reminder of what a Loser I am. But somehow it's fun being The Loser, I can tell. It's just “no fun to face what you don't need to be.”