Inkwell: Authors and Artists

    
ly one person was so outspoken in co-
  

    
mestibles colloquy as to mention the presence of the a-
  

    
ll-girl saxophone orchestra that used to tour the southwest in a v-
  

    
auxhall 9 seat combi, which always meant that someone was sitting in
someone's lap while someone else was seated on a ca-
  

    
dillac seat that had been removed from a junked vehicle and in-
  

    
scribed with the elusive words: My car left an exquisite cor-
  

    
vette in the shadows of your mind. Naturally, re-
  

    
fined tastes reject this report as a revisionist regurgitation of re-
  

    
jected aesthetics. Exquisite and corvette? This another example of
how so many things go a-
  

    
wry this time of year, when serioues people are trying to get things d-
  

    
own from high shelves a-
  

    
nd retrieving decorations from the basement. Unserious people are ex-
  

    
haling in relief that their time of year has come, when he-
  

    
avenly baked goods arrive in all sorts of p
  

    
ackages. I'm a low-carber so I don't eat very many, but I have managed to
convert some of them to cash on the ALmond Milk Road underground ex-
  

    
patriot network. Those dudes are starving for good food, having
traded their ovens for micro-
  

    
chipped terriers and chihuahua-beagle mixes, which they train to re-
  

    
gurgitate wolfed-down chocolates, safe for humans but not for can-
  

    
nabis users. THat seems really unfair, doesn't it? I demand a second o-
  

    
pportunity. So many people decide the facts before they have the
experience. You might enjoy me-
  

    
th or cocaine, or you might not. How can you know if you haven't tr-
  

    
ipped the light fantastic on the sidewalks of New York?  That's re-
  

    
ally the question, particularly if you seem white, tidy and per-
  

    
fectly groomed. You'll probably leave here with your hair un-
  

    
serious in the extreme. You'll want to blame someone, so pi-