I finally stopped my spacetime experiments when I accidentally created leprechauns. No, I mean really — nobody had ever heard of them before. Until the night I flipped that switch Lucky Charms were just Cheerios sprinkled with freeze-dried marshmallow polyhedra.
Originally published on Sunday, June 28, 2009 @ 3:54 am
This is, unfortunately, a true story.
It was about 10:30 on a sweltering June Friday night in 1988, and I was in the back seat of a crowded car mid-way between Los Angeles and San Diego. One of the strangers in the front seat turned on the radio, and The Plugz’ Hombre Secreto, their inspired cover of the Johnny Rivers classic Secret Agent Man, came blaring out of the speakers. I cheered. It was perfect, for that night we were headed into Mexico.
(In which I explain its absence with a depressing story, but then lighten the mood at the end)
It’s been what? about
two and a half four years since I took this site down, although regular readers know that I’d stopped working on it a long time before that. Why did I abandon a blog that I started in 2001? Simple: every time I thought about writing a post I was overcome with dread.