by kthulhu » Thu Jun 19, 2003 10:48 pm
Trent was working on it, then had a moment of major angst. He locked himself in a bedroom, eating nothing but donuts and food from Mexican street vendors. Ironically, it was a case of tapeworms that did him in. No one has disturbed his corpse, and there his skeleton lies, surrounded by Dunkin' Donuts boxes, aluminum paper wrappers, and multiple copies of the same issue of "Reader's Digest".
Sad, really.
Seriously, I've never heard of the CD, but my guess is, if he started 4 or 5 years ago, it probably won't ever come out - if, by chance, it does, it'll probably fail.
I'm out...