It's crazy people day!--UPDATE--back for more

So I was sitting at my desk this morning, doing a bit of research for a story I planned to write when our receptionist came and poked her head over my cube.

"There's an irate lady that wants to talk to a reporter about running for city council," she said.

"Uh...okay. The primary is tomorrow, so..." I trailed off.

"She wants to be a write-in or something."

"All right," I said, following her toward the front of the office, a notebook in hand.

Up front I met a thin woman with large sunglasses and poofy hair. I introduced myself and then I pointed to the leather chairs in the reception area and asked her if she'd like to chat. We sat down and, without removing her sunglasses, she started her story--a tale of intrigue, mystery, conspiracy, and even attempted murder.