I may have taken a 24-hour cold tablet (they took them off the market for humans) and my brain is boinging forward into TV-noir starring Max H — remember the ex-sprinter who played him? While the show was popular for three weeks Max’s asymmetrical haircut started to give male pattern balding a tolerable hipster panache.

After Max was canceled you noticed this guy doing a few walk-ons before monotone backgrounds in a few series then commercials. He sunk fast, like these sharp pellets slicing through the blood, sinking me south by southwest, bullets pointing down and out my feet.