This will feature a few select tales from my vacation in the funny farm. I'm depressed and mildly bipolar. I knew that. If ever I should write a book it's now. I took...how you say... copious notes, and they thought it was mania! I was jotting ideas and hastily quoting people who were saying some really crazy shit. I smuggled my writings out. I'd have killed for a recorder. There are no real names or anything, so here's a few snippets. Cheers.