His Bark And His Bite Were Equally Friendly

What is the world coming to? Up is down. Wrong is right.

- Dieter Loibner

Fake is real, and truth seems lost. How can I ever hope to make sense of this mess, especially now that the reverend from the Church by the Sea has sailed for Fiddler’s Green?

It seems like only yesterday that you and I met in Mission Bay, California, during that windy Cat Fight regatta. Boats were flying, flipping and crashing into the jetty, and you were stuck without a photo-boat driver. So you hired me, a goofy guy with an accent, a dude you’d never met. Your trust was ill-advised, but by sheer luck we didn’t end up on the rocks.