Miracles and Motor City Madmen...Together Again!

The way I was positioned in this incredibly uncomfy chair over here forced my camo shorts to leave an impression in my calf muscle not entirely unlike the "Madball" logo.

I think that beats this guy I know who recently discovered an uncanny resemblance to the "Air Jordan" logo in a blob of soap in an industrial sink at one of the local print shops, hands down.For all I know,you're currently in balmy California where its 64 degrees currently,as opposed to the piles-inducing 51 here in loverly Pennsylvania.But you won't be experiencing FULL BLUNTAL NUGITY
tonight in Jim Thorpe with me and ol' Trouble.So suck it.All is right with the world once again,and I can go chain smoke my ass off on the concrete front stoop and wonder why it is again I live with a smoke-free roommate and not a reasonable facsimile of Christina Lindberg circa 1971-1974 who happens to not only derive pleasure in lighting me up cigarettes seconds before I need them,but also making meatballs identical in taste to my late mother's recipe.That's REALLY not asking too much,is it?Oh,and eff you in advance.



Dubya