This is gong to be short and sweet.   I just can't pass it up...

Supreme Court Justice Stephen Breyer, a former long-time professor at Harvard and judge in federal appeals court in Boston, was robbed last week by a machete-wielding intruder...

As usual, I was listening to my local NPR staion on the way home from work today when this litttle tidbit hit the air.   Immediately, my mind latched on and I was incredulous.

Instantly, I pictured this elderly gentleman and his wife - having a snifter of brandy before heading to bed at 8pm.  Perhaps in his velvet robe, leather slippers and ascot.  They're in their Georgetown brownstone.  In runs this apparent wildman weilding a machete.  A machete!!!.

"Give me all your cash, Now! Or I cut you head off!"

Berger looks at his wife out the side of his eyes, eyebrows raised in disbelief, more befuddled than frghtened.

Giggling just a little, he says, "Okay... who put you up to this?"  Really, young man, how did you get in here?"

Justice Breyer applauds 'maniac's' perofrmance

Surely, that would result in his head being lopped off and rolling across the room, coming to rest - with an astounded look on his face - across the room soewhere.  But really, could you blame him?

"Jeez, I just' can't get a break...

Anyway, then came 'the rest of the story...

...at his vacation home in the West Indies, a Supreme Court spokeswoman said today.  The Globe

It made perfect sense then, and I'm cetain he was appropratey mortified and instantly compliant.

The truth is never as good as the shit my brain conjurs up for my entertainment.

I thank whatever fun stuff I subjected said brain to in the 80's and 90's.