"If you're not crazy, you'll have to look

"If you're not crazy, you'll have to look for a job somewhere else," the CEO told me just before I was escorted out of the building. "Hah," I thought, "Joke's on them."

My wife had sent me to an interview with a company that outsourced electric power-line repairers. Luckily, I failed the insanity test, though I'm an escapee from Stonehearst Asylum

I was able to show the Interviewer that I could light up a bulb by sticking it in my mouth. They looked on with amazement. I needed this trick since I forgot my resume

in my other magic baseball cap. "Wow!" they exclaimed in unison. I demonstrated my Ricklian charms by insulting their wives & telling them they couldn't tell a flag waving chimp

by shooting my right nut off with a rifle using a scope. The faces I went home to weren't going to be happy. They had told me before I went hunting that if I shot my right nut off

I'd be half the man I used to be. My family was not going to be happy about my little accident, but I had to face them sooner or later. I trudged back to the old pickup truck

And put the radio on. "Running Down A Dream" played, and I suddenly remembered something from 1989. I was going through a divorce then and heard that song while eating bean soup.

The song is playing, and I can faintly taste the metallic tang of the soup as the chorus fades in. Memories I hadn't thought of in years rush back, and all of them collide

and scatter across the grocery aisle floor, red & white cans of people, places, and things I had known, rolling away...forever, I suppose. Laughing, I reached for the crackers.