I had to spend some time on the phone today dealing with a lady who is destined for, ahem, the "rhymes with rich" Hall of Fame. Wow. Attitude is not the word. "On wheels" doesn't capture it. This woman is radioactive. Bad vibes like that should be eligible for Superfund cleanup. Mean women make me very nervous in general. This is why I have so often made excuses to avoid visiting Czech urady of all stripes. I am afraid. I admit it.

Anyway, after I'd finally extracated myself, or my ear, from this extremely hostile person, I noticed that she resides in, of all places, that famous little hamlet of...Nantucket.

Gadzooks, I wish I could write limericks. What material. Must try sometime....

Steve | 03:21 |