I am in Chicago today.

I ran into Jim Garrison, the former DA from New Orleans who made a fool out of himself with a JFK conspiracy theory. He said that he and Mort Sahl wanted to get together for lunch with Chuckles the Clown to put the final touches on the Pletcher doping case. They figure that this will be their best chance to redeem themselves.

They've lined up Pierre Salinger and we are going to go downtown, hit a few missions and flop houses and try to find The Clown. Will report back later on any findings.

By the way, what's less expensive, Ripple or Thunderbird, in case we need a few bottles to ease our way through the jungles of the Windy City.

I wonder if Nelson Algren might know.