she is done.

A ten page autobiography. To fit into ten pages, I had to leave out what I usually refer to as the “Prison Years.”

I also had to provide historical context on how my life intersected with the cultural events going on around me.

I was able to do this without mentioning either the Grateful Dead or Disco even once. I think I should get the Nobel Prize, or at least a bong.

ETA: Guys, you do realize that there were no actual “Prison Years,” right?