Okay, a couple of things I was reading about this morning that I can’t resist mentioning. First of all, it turns out Jesse James (not the cowboy; Sandra Bullock’s husband) had a 4-way with his gf Bombshell McGee, a tattoo parlor receptionist named Skittles Valentine, and her boss. There is something magnetic about these names. I am going to write a novel called Skittles Valentine.
The other thing is this video of militia girls in training. It made me want to join. Absolutely. About half-way through the video there is a blurred image that looks like a guy holding up a target for people to shoot at. Could this be true? How long did he survive? I guess life is cheap in the Michigan woods.
Soon I will begin writing about literature and deep things again, but this morning all I have to look forward to are packets.