No, not it
Reading Newtcase the other day, I clicked a link to visit the site of Casey's friend Molly. After scrolling through her blog some, I clicked inside to read an essay of Molly's, "My Mother's Stroke."
At the top of the page, there was a photo that I presumed to be of Molly and her mother, now recovered from her stroke.
"My," I thought to myself, "Molly is one ugly woman."
But as I read on, I realized I had read the essay already. The tale wasn't one of a mother's near-death experience bringing a family closer together. Not at all.
Read the essay here. Julian Casablancas, I apologize.
(Molly, you too, whoever you are and whatever you look like.)
