RANDOM ARTIFACT MONDAY

Years ago I interviewed Hugh Hefner at the mansion. While we were waiting for Hef to come down in his pajamas—and after I'd had a surreal conversation outside with a wandering aging playmate about the whistling birds and howling monkeys that roam the mansion grounds—one of his trusted lieutenants took me on a little tour. Coming across a pad of note paper, he said "I sign things for Hef all the time, here I'll give you an autograph." And that's what he wrote: "Adam, You suck —Hef"