Looking for a Way Out of a Cul-de-sac
You can judge the character of a person by the neatness of his automobile trunk. That's the doctrine I began to embrace immediately after I cleaned and vacuumed my trunk tonight. Prior to that, the doctrine had no meaning whatsoever. By the way, carrying cat litter in your trunk is a great way to combat the effects of icy roads, but its value diminishes when the bag breaks open in the trunk and the ice is on the outside. On the bright side, I did manage to find a ten dollar bill in the trunk. I guess it fell out of that guy's pocket. I CAN MAKE NO FURTHER COMMENTS, AS THE CASE IS PENDING LITIGATION. In other news, I'm in great need of some interesting new music. After getting overly excited by that Morphine band, only to find out that the band is neither together nor entirely alive anymore, I'm wondering if there's anything new I need to hear. On the way home from vacuuming small cubes of clay, I heard a song called "Brave New World" and prayed that ...