The RV’s Broken…

Rode my bike around to get parts. It rained. I got soaked.

Not a big deal, but strange thing about all of this is that the paparazzi sent me this photo in the mail the other day. Guess they just wanted me to know that they know where I am and what I’m up to. They’re very scary people and will stop at nothing.

Looks like I’m going to have to change my name and work on morphing my face to look like other people’s, like that guy did in that one incredible twilight zone episode back in the ‘60s.