~"Jeez, what brought this one on anyway? haha"~

well.. first I listened to Pop Goes the World, &… then to Safety Dance, & …then part of my brain dripped out my right ear onto my tee shirt and it was the color of yello-jello & I got to thinkin’bout that clothier, American Apparel in LA, n their funky li’l photo shoots; then remembered being offered an opportunity to be a professional gigolo in St. Louis by a jarhead pal we drove home from Oceanside via TJ back in ’85. He actually suggested…If you stay behind I’ll introduce you to a Lady I knew before the Corps and she’ll put us both to work, top shelf clientele—if not a bit um ..in their prime---and you’ll be in the fast lane before you know it. (I didn’t stay, of course, and have once or twice wondered what would have happened if…) I don’t get hung up on it or anything n no-way would have missed gettin’ hitched to Maya and everything after….

. . . Wait a minute, what was your question? Oh, yeah! No, I just got to thinking about how nice uh ..it ..is ..as a general activity & the uh ..incongruities of the male/female relationship in the sex professions. It’s just a good question ..is all. Plus it seemed funny at the time. mOstly it just seemed funny at the time.