Canned food is a perversion,' Ignatius said. 'I suspect that it is ultimately very damaging to the soul.

employers sense in me a denial of their values...they fear me. i suspect that they can see that i am forced to function in a century which i loathe.

... I tried to end our little duel. I called out pacifying words; I entreated; I finally surrendered. Still Clyde came, my pirate costume so great a success that it had apparently convinced him that we were back in the golden days of romantic old New Orleans when gentlemen decided matters of hot dog honor at twenty paces

Leaving New Orleans also frightened me considerably. Outside of the city limits the heart of darkness, the true wasteland begins.

Oh, New Orleans is such freedom.

This liberal doxy must be impaled upon the member of a particularly large stallion.

The day before me is fraught with God knows what horrors.