Aren’t you and Elvis supposed to be saving the world from Communism or something? “That’s the plan, yeah. Waiting on him. Decided to come back to Daytona for a minute.” Why? “Enjoyed it.” Yeah? “Yup, yup.” … Bobby, please don’t use the Time Sheath to give Lillian Monster a do-over. We’re all unhappy she crashed, … Continue reading An Increasingly Convoluted Happenstance