I know, I know, you think it's a big deal that there's an article in some rag allegedly proving that I really am against abortion. Well it's nothing my mother didn't tell you two weeks ago.
No, the real news today is that I have a stalker. Obsessive loner poet TJ Cole (using the sinister pseudonym "T. J. Colatrella") has been sending angry emails to me (and the Senate, and Charlie Rose, etc.). He claims I covered up for some drunk cop that hit him in a car accident fifteen years ago. Like I can remember every crook I've ever cut a deal with.
Now he's started issuing the real (if convoluted) threats:
Sam; I just want you too know my cousin is Peter Alvino..from West Caldwell, NJ
AG..but you chose to cover for a drunk scum bag cop and my Mom is taking care of his Dad Al Alvino since my aunt Angie passed away recently..Small world ain't it..TJ Colatrella Go have fun playing Judge...
Just wanted to have it out there. In case I get gunned down between the MotorLodge and the Safeway, you've got someone ready to question.