Today I touched the Johnny Cash boxed set and I came in my pants. This was, as the reader might imagine, messy. To June I recited something of a prayer. "June, up there in Heaven, I am sorry I just came with your husbands boxed set in hand." To Johnny, I joked, "Johnny, up there in heaven, be glad I came about your boxed set in my hands and not my hand on June's box."

June, Johnny, Joey Ramone and, uh... other cool dead people like Lenny Bruce, Jesus Christ and Frank Zappa, smiled down on me.