A.G.E's Joint

It was a rainy December Sunday and my head felt like it was going to explode. Traffic on 66 was as clogged worse than the County Court on Monday morning. They said that Freeway thing was going to solve it. Sure. All it did was line the pockets of Judge Doom's heirs. I should know,I testified at the probate. It had been a really strange weekend and I needed to get back to the office.  I had a report to write. My name is Valiant.  Eddie Valiant.  I have a reputation as a "fixer" for showbiz types. I'm called on to fix things that are embarrassing or illegal.  All the studios use them to some extent since actors can’t keep it in their pants or skirts as the case may be.   Some people call me the PI to the Toons, because of my involvement in the Acme case a few years back. I really don't like them much, but I seem to always be drawn in by them. That and they always pay on time.   I got the call Wednesday from one of the suits at Warner B...

Monday morning and it was a good day for living in L.A.    The smog was only a minor irritant. Why people had a need for oxygen , I’ll never know.   I’ve always found that a slight buzz, especially fueled by Scotch, was the better way to go.   It certainly made dealing with my clientele easier.   Cahuenga Boulevard never seems to change.   The long climb up towards the pass always unnerved me.   Passing the Hollywood Bowl always brought back memories of my brother.   The top is down with the wind blowing through what passes for my hair.     I guess it was alright, though.   It was only my second time out with the Packard Caribbean since Mr. O’Malley gave it to me as a thank you gift.   Such a smooth ride, unlike the ride I was getting ready to go on. The name is Valiant.   Eddie Valiant.   I work private investigations, mostly for the outcasts in Hollywood.   There is a rumor I’m a Toon. ...