Pure Heat

Mark Woods said it first, “Mike Golby is on fire.” He certainly is. When Golby’s burning, it scorches.

He’s been so consumed lately with indignation over Bush, Iraq, and the whole scary mess that I’ve been missing his more personal pieces. When Mike delves into the personal, his searing prose gives us the best the blogosphere has to offer, imho.

Today he offers up an amazing reminiscence of a drug-crazed friend. Mike gives no hint of what inspired this post, but it doesn’t matter. Whatever the stimulus, it’s pure poetry.