Buck Rogers Flies Coach

Three and one-half inches of powdery snow fell here in Washington yesterday, and I used that as an excuse to hang out at home with Cerise and Twinkle.  Veronica decided not to venture forth either, which, being a Californian, is what I would expect from her – as a matter of fact, she’s been obsessing… Continue reading Buck Rogers Flies Coach

The Little Black Box from Hell

About three-thirty this afternoon, Gretchen took some ME camphor from the little tin of it I gave her that she keeps in her desk, smeared a dab under each nostril, and turned our recently installed, custom-built office ventilation system all the way up to ten.  About four-twenty – late, as expected – “Ahmed” showed up.  Gretchen… Continue reading The Little Black Box from Hell

Last Call for Folderol

I stopped by the Round Robin Bar after work today, and was enjoying a nice raspberry Stoli and Kahlua white Russian when Gretchen buzzed me on my Blackberry.  She was working late at the office, putting in some overtime preparing my business income tax information for the CPA.  April fifteenth isn’t getting any farther away,… Continue reading Last Call for Folderol

Chucky, Chucky, Bo-Bucky, Banana-Fana Fo-…

A significant portion of my business comes from referrals, so my three o’clock consultation wasn’t unusual for that reason.  The person who referred him, however, is rather remarkable, because Xhioubiozi “Chucky” Baozhuhua came to visit me upon the recommendation of my kid brother, Rob Roy.  Chucky seemed a bit nervous as he entered my office.… Continue reading Chucky, Chucky, Bo-Bucky, Banana-Fana Fo-…

When That Good Old Fashioned Karma Comes Around…

Christmas Day this year found me at the home of my dear sister Rose, who, as regular readers of this Web log know, owing to the sub-prime mortgage meltdown, the actions of people like Bernie Madoff, the schemes of scumbag derivative traders, the indifference of lying, thieving brokers, the mendacity of bogus “financial advisers” working… Continue reading When That Good Old Fashioned Karma Comes Around…