Rickey

No I'm not zaftig or zany or carefree or off-the-wall. I toil among the lilies of the valley. I have enough character and integrity--not to mention more than enough of the prerequisite compassion in spades--to be hired by singing nuns to build their outhouse in the Outback, if not their church. I once had this rock-hard bitch for a mistress who was truly My Dominatrix but I've given her up and now walk a straight and narrow road. I've graduated summa cum laude from The School of Hard Knocks. But I've also attended a few two-year institutions of Higher Learning. The streets, libraries and bookstores of America have been my Harvard and my Yale. It wasn't until I was within hailing distance of those Thomas Dylanesque shores where so many descend raging against the dying of the light that I discovered my niche as a social activist/organizer/editor/do-gooder. And I'm loving it. Care you join me as we storm the barricades or go once more into the breach?