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I got busted today on the Amtrak to New York City. It wasn't my fault. She protruded into my attention span, startled my hormones, and momentarily stirred my testosterone soup. It was momentary. It's gone now. Pffft. It was your typical momentary merely mental quickie. You guys will understand. I hope my Lady Wonder Wench will understand. Guys have no control over these things. And it's not fair that this is a problem only guys have...I don't think women have this problem. Or worse yet, maybe they do, but just not with me.