...I wrote in a notebook that I just found this morning:
"terrifying animated/anthropomorphic light bulbs and rocking chairs - Hall of Presidents or Pirates gone very, very wrong"
"furniture store/funeral home - kosher dogs?"
"enormous motorhome outside - still had temporary plates"
"blonde bombshell and her surgically altered blonde mother with a hyperkinetic yippy dog struggling to get out of her arms"
"sometimes I wonder why I ever left Moline"
"I can't help but wonder how they live with themselves and how they sleep at night"
"Being Bobby Brown - sweet Jesus, make it stop!"