For a couple weeks now all the people Facebook thought I might know were deeply cleavaged babes of enormous pulchritude who would never, in fact, know me or admit they knew me. Today, suddenly, I am getting all these dangerous looking types the first of whom, either coincidentally, eerily or providentially, is a dead ringer […]
I used to shoot flies out of mid air. I still can sometimes. And when I ran the mail and shipping center at the US Borax headquarters down on Wilshire the USPS used to wrap letters in these rubber bands that were so strong they’d leave big welts if misused in rubber band fights. Painful […]