... And the Horse You Rode in On

Ever get so lonely that you dial your own phone number and leave yourself messages on your answering machine? Have you and your buddy ever dressed as Gandhi and Buddha, respectively, for Halloween, and proceeded to celebrate the day by trading insults? Have you and your attaché case become indistinguishable from each other? Or perhaps you've had it stolen by an elevator? Ever attempted to skip a day's work as a human test subject for toxic substances, by making up a story that your pet tabby died? If you've answered no to these questions, then step into the unruly purlieus of L. D. Brodsky's . . . And the Horse You Rode In On, and revel in the experiences of those who've said yes.