I did the archaeologic assessment for Wood Ranch, a once pristine California oak woodland below the present Reagan Library in Simi Valley.It's a planned community now with security guards who give me suspicous looks. The Chumash medicine man Kote Lota showed up, looking like a cast extra from a Mad Max movie. And when Old Kote was done psyching out the new anthro majors with his Don Juan shtick he asked where the bathroom was? And I said "Bathroom? Why Kote, this is the real world. I thought you guys know how to do the do?" And Kote gives me a look of pained supplication and quietly begged for a roll of TP. I produced this stuff my polish catholic partner Bob brought back from Warsaw; coarse and scratchy with the flexibility of corderoy. I told Kote it was John Wayne TP. " Whats John Wayne TP?" I replied " It's rough ,it's tough and it taks no $@#* off of no injun." Hereditary Chief Charlie ' Tq' shlow ' Cook defused the situation by reminding Kote I was an acknowledged Choctaw Alikshe. John Wayne is a good choice, but I vote Gilligan. Anyone notice how much stuff they kept coming up with from the Minnow, episode after episode?