Have you and your attaché case become indistinguishable from each other? Or perhaps you've had it stolen by an elevator? Ever attempted to skip a day's work as a human test subject for toxic substances, by making up a story that your pet tabby died? If you've answered no to these questions, then step into the unruly purlieus of L. D. Brodsky's . . . And the Horse You Rode In On, and revel in the experiences of those who've said yes.