That theme song—if you can call it that—is seared into my brain.
November 16th, 2004
February 26, 1993—
I’ve learned that love can be a lot like surgery. And breaking up with Wanda was a lot like dental surgery—dental surgery with a pair of hedge clippers and a polo mallet.
McSweeney’s does it again: The Lost Journals of Doogie Howser, M.D.