Who was Josh Hughes?

Same as the Russian radar. Who stole what from who, Mr. D.O.D. IG?

TO: ABC 15 Assignment Desk

REFERRED BY: Josh

FROM: William Hughes

KEYWORDS: Facebook, Mistaken Identity, $250, Howard Hughes

The Facebook message asked for a call. The person in Phoenix was not making sense, partly due to a cell tower fit for E.T. movie sound effects. Given the Hughes pitching this before the weather report “fluff piece” studied Communication Arts, he’s been in both TV and radio stations. Why the Political Science degree? “I’ve got more credit hours” the intrusive were told. The 20+ year career in mental health? Not relevant here except to note this is why I thought Phoenix resident “B.C” was not nuts.

Therefore, I called again. With a slightly better digital transmission and “B.C.” providing a more cogent explanation, here’s what we’ve got, cub reporters. A man with my name apparently made off with $250 and the car keys. I was so empathetic, I said, “I’m stupid enough to go back to LA, so I’ll stop by and pay the other guy’s debt.” This thrilled “B.C.” who is poor and not in a tremendous Malibu beach state of health.

Neither am I, after an illogical ass-kicking in California, but now, I’m on a first name basis with John McCain’s posse. Though a liberal, I read Barry Goldwater’s books, and John knows it. Not related to “The Aviator?” Google “MELVIN DUMMAR” and “HOLOGRAPHIC WILL.” Melvin & Bonnie’s phone numbers have been on my cell phone too long. First call? “Melvin’s out slopping the hogs.” (From an LA pay phone homeless). My Los Angeles joke? “They know who they are talking to,” thus I got stories about Howard Robard Hughes, Jr. from people old enough to be truthful. I can also tell you the Bosnians use real film when they take my 5x7 glossy. I also said, by Union Station, “You’re from The Congo? In Africa?” She said, “Yes, and I speak French too.” How can a guy who has made no more than $43,000 per year as a clinical social worker have met someone from every nation on Earth? They know what I would not admit to myself until 2007.

As a legal intern in Virginia said, “Sounds to me like they put people on vital records who aren’t related.” Bingo, Ben! And, at Civil War soldier Felix Hughes’ cemetery Ken said: “It’s getting mighty interesting out here.” My latest media-ready line: “DNA tests are for criminal trials.” Howard flew airplanes; I research rather controversial reasons they crash. We both like/liked chocolate chip cookies a lot. Females? My late mom said not to trust them, so I don’t. Howard had an Ava. To my Eva, who pranked by saying she had artificial breasts, I guess you had to be there when I looked down and said, “They look real to me.” MGM Taryn? Not without a TV producer “Green Light.”