Psycho? The woman's senile. We had to stop at about thirty gas stations on the way over here. Finally I got tired of getting out of the car and showing her which was the Men's and which was the Women's, so I let her pick them herself. I worked out a system. The law of averages. I laid money on her and she came out about fifty-fifty.

with the breakdown of the medieval system, the gods of chaos, lunacy, and bad taste gained ascendancy.

I recommend Batman especially, for he tends to transcend the abysmal society in which he's found himself. His morality is rather rigid, also. I rather respect Batman.

A firm rule must be imposed upon our nation before it destroys itself. The United States needs some theology and geometry, some taste and decency. I suspect that we are teetering on the edge of the abyss.

I mingle with my peers or no one, and since I have no peers, I mingle with no one.

Is my paranoia getting completely out of hand, or are you mongoloids really talking about me?

When my brain begins to reel from my literary labors, I make an occasional cheese dip.