Consultant, Effactuator, Mood Scientist and Minor Wizard living in exile for many a year at Skay Jubal, the Last Castle in Ann Arbor. Conservatively Outrageous, at least by Ann Arbor standards, just an offbeat (or beatoff) strangling and roustabout. Grad from Mad Magazine University decades ago when Bill was still the dean. My Logos include: Acid, Bats, Butterflies (ooooo, I wish I had a tongue like that) and Rainbows. My sideline is dealing with Vintage Lingerie, particularly Hosiery and Classic Girlie Mags (when they were still tasty before the invasion of the full view pubes). Usually open to questions concerning vintage fashions and related history with a severe appreciation for the days of mini skirts before pantyhose. Fueled by Dark (motor oil) Beer and Vodka Martinis and purport to have an askance sense of humor, complete with a sit down comedy routine...