Doc here, a man who some say was an innocent victim of blind justice, falsely convicted, reprieved by fate when a train wreck freed him en route to the death house; freed him to hide in lonely desperation, to change his identity, to toil at many jobs; freed him to search for a one-armed man he saw leave the scene of the crime; freed him to run before the relentless pursuit of the police lieutenant obsessed with his capture.
The past few days, The Good Doctor has been tied up doing a background check on my good friend and newest Lizardette, the lovely "J". After an intense final interview, J ordered her schoolgirl outfit and all systems are go for this coming Saturday evening at 15th Ave. Adult Theater's "Back to School Party."
A majority of my weekend was consumed with a 2nd job I picked up. Mainly day work, family oriented, and some would say it is a bit out of character for your old friend in the white suit and aviators. However, the joy The Good Doctor receives from transforming a normal balloon in a french poodle hat cannot be overstated.
Reports resume later today...