So I'm standing in bookkeeper's office signing some things, or whatever is it that I do, which isn't very much. Anyway, that part of it is irrelevant. She's in the middle of placing an online order for a pizza, for lunch. That part of it is relevant.
"What the hell is clean cut?"
Apparently, I've been dropping the ball, and not five days ago in Time's Square. So, I'll just throw out a few of my latest rants here.
The 2/3d's Rule
Dr. Garstein is a professor of literary fiction. He can put the Hemingway in the sheet of stories sewn together in a fabric of words...