Didn’t have to wait long. Both the crab and rabbit came out to play. Mikal I’d met before as Greg in Venice. A cappy. I’d feared he was a serial killer. This time he was a smooth, fast-talking chiro.
Chiros. What is with me and chiros. I told him chiros act like they want to help me, but they usually just want to touch me. He said, are you kidding? It’s your posture. They can’t believe it so they want to touch you. Of course they want to touch you.
Ohkay.
I asked him, why the women? Why are they always trying to touch me?
He said, because they’re all lesbians.
Hah! That was one mystery solved.