A word to the wise is infuriating.

I've already become a mastodon in print - I don't see a consciousness for my kind of journalism.

How long can we maintain? I wonder. How long before one of us starts raving and jabbering at this boy? What will he think then? This same lonely desert was the last known home of the Manson family. Will he make that grim connection.

No, this is not a good town for psychedelic drugs. Reality itself is too twisted.

It is like sitting in a traffic jam on the San Diego Freeway with your windows rolled up and Portuguese music booming out of the surround-sound speakers while animals gnaw on your neck and diseased bill collectors hammer on your doors with golf clubs.

Just sick enough to be totally confident

Going to trial with a lawyer who considers your whole life-style a Crime in Progress is not a happy prospect.