Monday, June 28, 2004

My pathetic day job...

includes defending patriotic, upstanding proprietors of muscle relaxation therapy from the malicious discrimination of The Man.

Next week for your intrepid attorney for justice: defending Darwin's teachings from small-town rubes, and pinning down the man in the Bush Administration who leaked covert CIA agent Valerie Plame's identity.

(Btw, can anyone hook me up with freelance writing gigs so I can get out of this racket?)