I'm giving my blog post yesterday the rare "ALREADY CLASSIC" designation. "The Mule Stands Alone." (I'm printing a certificate for my wall.)
What a mossy day. I was so full and free, thinking enough thoughts for three people. They ought to name a Ray Charles album after me.
Some writers look for the mathematical and archetypal complexities hidden at the heart of religion and myth (Dan Brown, Joseph Campbell)...
But I'm busy examining the complex relationships of Peruvian queens, impotent American men, and all this relates to the breeding of mules.
You start connecting the various random events of life and you can come up with some interesting conspiracies.