azlk make god laugh

# azlk make god laugh

From:

South of Jewfish Creek

Dear Friend &
Subscriber,

QUESTION: How do you make God laugh?

ANSWER: Tell him your plans for the future.

I am in the midst of madness. My last issue
was also written from Key West and here's part of what I
wrote:

"...Come closer. Pay careful attention. As I said
earlier, when I discovered the world of direct mail
and mail order, I was suffused with a certain kind of
peace. I knew no matter what twists and turns my life
would take, no matter how my marriages and
relationships would turn out, I would always have one
constant in my life. Namely: What I would do for a
living would be to develop, create and exploit direct
response (it wasn't called that back then) projects.

"It is still true and will
remain so until the day I die. I
love it!

"Right now, I'm sitting at a
picnic table, under the shade of what Key Westers call
a 'tourist tree' (the bark is always peeling) just
outside one of the government buildings on Whitehead
Street in Key West near MILE ZERO. I'm barefoot,
nekkid from the waist up, my toes are wriggling in the
scrub grass and marl beneath the table, there's a
gentle breeze blowing that refreshes me... and... I
sit here merrily writing away... happy as the
proverbial pig in shit."

I forgot. God
doesn't want Gary to be "happy-as-a-pig-in-shit."
God has chosen Gary to be a low-rent version of a modern-day
Job and, if Gary's happy meter gets to registering too high,
God seems to feel compelled to take corrective action...
like...