I just asked my Maid to print out my secret government files for me and to fax them to Washington but she was too busy on Skype talking with her husband in North Korea. After all, they are only secrets.

The rented house in Melbourne, January 2017...room for all the stuff we carry around, and also for an imaginary dog named Phil...nice yard out the back for Phil... and for me to mutter in the night shadows there in my comfy clown suit and carrying my chainsaw. Looks nice. you could probably bury about 40 people in the backyard...if you had to. I guess first I'll be tracking down Pokemon Go hunters. Natural targets.