I've got the punchline of a crappy joke, I'm just not able to string together a series of events to lead up to said punchline. Before I tell you the punchline, I do want to explain that the joke involves a nice fellow from Czechoslovakia and a medieval "arrow proof jacket."
The punchline would be something like "...no really, the Czech's in the mail..."
The author lives in Vancouver, Washington, USA with his girlfriend and a menagerie of cats, rats, fish, birds, guinea pigs and robots.
Among other inanities, he strives to use investigative techniques to work young starlet breasts into every aspect of rational discourse -- focusing on the discourse, thus making it not perverted. Also, has recently begun a career as "Internet hairstylist."
He can be contacted via email and Jabber IM at 'firstname.lastname@example.org'. He likes to be contacted.
(All press inquiries, however, ought be directed towards the author's agent, Alistair Hoel, via email to email@example.com.)