Rusty and Rags are sometimes friends. This on again off again relationship was a source of nightly discussion that entertained their fellow clowns. They needled each other mersilessly. They constantly bickered. Rusty knew Rags buttons like the back of his hand. Rags wasn't willing or able to stop taking the bait. One day Rusty rustled Rags' steers leaving Rags without an act. Rags got manic and snapped. He lept off the high wire without a net. Rusty strapped Rags to a board and rushed his sometimes friend to emergency. Rags spent the rest of his life in a wheelchair being pushed by Rusty. The end.

I'm hoping my blog will lead to a screenplay, so I'm able to be rich like Charley without having to con anyone.

Living in New York is great. I'm so happy I'm here.

I love Viscardi.