Ratchet’s Dream Diary – December 31, 2007 I am straddling Glenn Close. She is radiant, wrapped in a white sarong that caresses her body and flows out over the bed to infinity. Her hair, a pile of tousled blond curls, seems to glow in the darkness that surrounds us. I stand, my legs on either […]

You remember don’t you? I do. It’s two or three things really, but ultimately it has to do with Big Bird…I think. It’s not what you think…though it would be interesting to know just what it is you are thinking. No, I’m talking about the primal essence of Big Bird, with all his veneer stripped […]