I'm not THE 19th century German existentialist but I play one on tv.
Like the German dude, I think life is absurd. So is my weekly paycheck,
(ACE!). I also have an incredible knack for spotting the obvious which
is why I decided to become a journalist. I should have gone into television
journalism but unfortunately you need a knack for the obvious and a low
I was born in the 1800s, and I am convinced that the Brady Bunch wasequally
as relevant to both centuries. During my drug-addled youth as a Repoman
I learned the fine art of avoidance. Now, I use that to dodge my editors.
These days, I spend most of my time in strip malls and chain restaurants,
have no sense of culture, and am starting to get really nostalgic for the
I met Ace Dtect in a fox hole back in 'Nam. I was raving about running
from the "Oar Man" who kept telling me to Kneel. Ace talked me back
from it and served me a plate of Bob and Edith's home fries and whisked
me away to SuBBrilliant Compound # 652 in Pnomh Penh where I recovered
and joined the staff. Twice. Ace led to me to a life of the absurd. So
here I sit. And wonder. And think, "what the hell I am doing here?" Or
better yet, "what the hell are YOU doing here?"
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