For awhile back in the 1990s when I got into some particularly controversial subjects with my artwork and writing (and was taking way too much LSD), I was convinced that my phone was being tapped. And that federal agents, or SOMEBODY, was listening to my phone conversations.. .
But then I’d get this weird feeling when I was talking to my friends on the phone. I’d feel sorry for the poor guy listening in. Because my conversations were mostly pretty boring. So I’d try to spice it up to keep him interested. Ha ha.