...poking A Lump Of Red

Life Goes On With Fragile Normalcy.

Keeping Up The Appearance Of Having All Your Marbles Is Hard Work, But Important.

Hey! Shouts Camel. There Ain't No Woman In The World Worth Two Bottles Of Whiskey!

Age Is A Terrible Thief. Just When You're Getting The Hang Of Life, It Knocks Your Legs Out From Under You And Stoops Your Back. It Makes You Ache And Muddies Your Head And Silently Spreads Cancer Throughout Your Spouse.

He Stares At Me, And Then Leans Back In His Chair. "he's Ill, Jacob." I Say Nothing. "he's A Paragon Schnitzophonic." "he's What?!" "paragon Schnitzophonic," Repeats Uncle Al. "you Mean Paranoid Schizophrenic?" "sure. Whatever. But The Bottom Line Is He's Mad As A Hatter.