My Encounter With Mandeep

It has been a long, long time since I've written a real blog. Since the pandemic days, in fact. But this warrants it. So there I was, going about my usual afternoon busywork at the AVN compound, when I hear a call from downstairs: "Hello?" I thought I heard my co-worker moving in that direction to see what was up, but then a few minutes later: "Hello?" Looked like it was gonna be up to me. So down the stairs I plodded, and immediately found myself face-to-face with a short, pudgy, balding man seemingly of Indian descent, whom I will call "Mandeep" for the purposes of discretion.  "Hello sir, is there somebody I can talk to here? This is the AVN?" he asked me. "Well yes, what do you need?" I asked. "I have traveled so far, I just need to talk with somebody who can help me," he implored. "OK ... what's happening? What's your question?" I persisted. "I want to find out how can I get into the industry?...
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Surfacing of an Unsettling Relic: Wetscrog, Just One of the (Frat) Guys

Thanks, Facebook. The wife of one of my pledge brothers from Tau Epsilon Phi fraternity recently posted the picture below of the five of us circa our pledge semester ... 15 ass-reaming years ago. No wonder I've been called Peter Pan my whole fragnabbin' life — I'm the spitting image of goddamn Mary Martin! (At least I was then, apparently.)

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