#359: Because Everyone in Texas Remembers Turkey Day Two Years Ago
#358: Here's Where I Make Pittsburg Look Like a Million Dollars Worth of Sunshine
#357: The Singapore Racecourse is Equipped With Security Cards... If I Use Counterfeit Ones I Will Bear the Consequences
#356: No Matter How Fully Oxygenated the Blood and Brain or How Steadily the Heart Beats
#355: Spent the Last Two Nights Arguing With George Bush About the True Meaning of Plato's Republic and the Parable of the Caves
#354: Madden Was Right About Airplanes
#353: In His Set Smile He Bears Burning Like a Jewelled Flower
#352: And When a Turtle is Dead, He Isn't Dead (You Can't Trust Him, He is Worse Than a Shark)
#351: Hardly Time to Look Around the Dusty and Moth-Eaten Apartment
#350: A Lovely Clam (To Hafrún)
#349: See the Golden Ball of the Sun Hanging Over the Edge of the Steppe Yellow As a Newly-Hatched Chicken
#348: All the Odds Seemed to Be in Favor of the Eel
#347: Drinking Heedless Combinations of Grape and Grain Not Seen Since the Days of Prohibition
#346: In the Meat Section at Ralph's in Culver City Shoplifting Filet Mignons in Party-Size Lots
#345: Who Has Needless Bruises? Who Has Bloodshot Eyes?
#344: Note Well What is Before You and Put a Knife to Your Throat
