return to the island of misfit toys

i wonder if sun-tzu ever got writers' block?

as he spent his life in ancient china, compiling the experiences that would eventually become the art of war, did he ever trip over what exactly he should write next?

several things are certain in life. death. taxes. june gloom in los angeles. that you will miss every green light when you're already late. and that eventually in a large metropolis, someone will take it upon themselves to victimize a city's super rich. such are the latest goings-on in the fair city of chicago.